All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I was at work outside the front of The BP Library in front of the sidewalk by the bushes.
There were some computers out there that I was using to do some kind of professional development or something like that, and several fictional coworkers or fictional potential coworkers were there too trying to do the same thing.
The end of this dream involved me working at a job, maybe a fictional library, and me and my coworkers each had our own separate areas in one large open area.
We each had a computer and each of our areas was like a boxed in cash register-like area like at a store combined with a hotel front desk / office, and to enter our areas was a short swing door.
At some point some of us were playing catch and / or American football, and then a fictional woman with light-color skin with maybe brown hair who was John McCain’s wife entered our building (she did not look or sound or act like Cindy McCain).
She somewhat reminded of The First Lady Of The United States Melania Trump in appearance and in the way that she spoke with a similar accent, it was not her, but she seemed to be like a combination of her and another woman.
John McCain’s fictional wife wanted some audio recordings of John McCain copied / saved to somewhere / something else that I can not remember.
She possibly wanted to know if it was possible to upload those audio recordings to an AI (artificial intelligence) and / or another person and / or a robot and / or an android or something like that so that, and so I assume that in a way she wanted to bring Mr. McCain back in a way (not literally, but something close) but I could be wrong.
One of my coworkers suggested saving some backups to several locations including online so that she could just listen to the audio recordings of Mr. McCain whenever, and then maybe upload them to an AI who could learn to mimic his voice et cetera and use that audio data to try to simulate Mr. McCain.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I am adding this as a dream because I am not sure if I heard it in a dream and / or if I just heard it in my mind as I woke up, but I remember hearing the song Tellement Bien by Pauline Croze during one or both of those and I possibly even sang along with it.
This dream took place during the day inside a house, and I was approached by a woman and maybe several other people.
The woman was probably pregnant, and they were claiming that the baby was mine.
I can not remember who the woman was or if I knew her, I just know that I was confused by this, and I wondered how was this even possible.
I did not believe it really but I wanted to keep an open mind in case I was wrong because if I was wrong I wanted to do the right thing, and support my child; and so I did not argue, and I just listened to them and asked them questions trying to make sense of the situation.
I can not remember the details but the woman and I were not married and probably not even dating, I probably had no memory of us ever having sex and / or being in a relationship, and so none of this made sense to me and I wondered why I could not remember anything.
I knew that this did not sound like a situation that I would ever be in, and so I wondered what was going on and if they had me mistaken for someone else.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream took place during the evening or night, I can not remember anything except for the end where I was somewhere that I can not remember in another city and I remember telling someone that I would drive their bus (possibly a school bus, but I can not remember) back where it belongs in the city of D, and I decided to drive through the drive-through at the McDonald’s in the city of D once I get there to get a 20-piece Chicken McNugget with sweet and sour sauce and maybe a sweet tea with no ice even though I was not that hungry because I had eaten not that long ago during the forgotten parts of the dream.
When I reached the McDonald’s there were young adults hanging out in the parking lot and inside the building because they were probably bored and did not have much else to do in our boring city.
I waited in line in the bus, and as I waited several young people (at least one young woman and at least two young men) with light-color skin either opened the door or knocked on the door and entered the bus because they were bored and wanted to goof around I guess by getting inside the bus for fun.
I told them that it was okay and that if they needed a ride that I could drop them off on my way to return the bus, but before I could get their response it was my turn to order and I heard a male employee’s voice over the intercom at the drive-through asking me what I wanted to order.
I ordered a 20-piece Chicken McNugget with sweet and sour sauce and a regular size sweet tea no ice, but I woke up shortly after this.
This dream took place during the day and it involved the United States senator John McCain going on tour with some other Republican senators, and he seemed to be doing this because he probably was not sure how much time he had left to live so he wanted to probably travel the country at least one more time speaking to people and doing other things.
Senator McCain and the other Republican senators with him who were all old and male with light-color skin, except for one older female Republican senator with light-color skin who was in the crowd and was not with them, were standing outside maybe near their tour bus in front of crowd as they performed.
They did a comedy skit / play where they were making fun of some of the even more extreme members of the Republican Party and other right-wing groups including a certain fictional male Republican senator with light-color skin, and the skit involved a group of Confederate soldiers arguing with them for not being extreme / conservative / right-wing enough et cetera and / or something like that.
An actor playing that fictional Republican senator walked over wearing either a Nazi-like uniform or a Confederate officer uniform, and he started to yell at them as well.
The real fictional Republican senator was in the crowd, he became angry with them making fun of him, and so he interrupted their comedy skit / play and he started yelling at them.
He was acting like the fake version of him so he proved that Senator McCain and the others were correct about him, he became even more angry, and he told them that he was going to start his own tour that would be an anti-tour against theirs and he stormed off angrily as almost everyone laughed at him.
The only female senator in the crowd did not look happy with Republicans making fun of each other and acting like this, and so she was not laughing and she looked disappointed in the senators involved in this.
But I got awakened in the real world by someone because I had slept past my normal waking up time to get ready for work.
Last night I remembered the end of my last dream, which took place in D in the woods (forest) next to the house of my classmate / friend ZM from 5th grade.
For some reason it seemed that my cousin ME lived over there and we were walking into the woods.
ME said that he thought he heard someone talking about marijuana as we entered the woods, and thought I heard someone talking too.
I wondered if there was someone else in the woods already, but we did not see anyone.
ME was telling me some stuff that he had seen recently as we walked further into the woods, and I noticed that as we entered the woods it seemed that a house was connected to it.
It was odd, it was like the second floor of a home was connected to the top of the tree line or something.
We decided to leave the woods but as we were leaving we noticed that a house was connected to the entrance to the woods.
And that is where the voice was coming from, and the voice sounded like the voice of a young woman.
I think there was a young woman talking on the phone, on the second floor of the home.
We had to go through the yard of the house to get back to the street, so we tried to quietly walk through the yard without anyone noticing us, but as I was closing the gate, a man came out of the house.
He told us to stop, I turned around and to my surprise it was, Mr. James Earl Jones.
I wondered what was Mr. Jones doing in D and I did not know that any famous people lived in D.
He did not seem to be mad, he just wanted to tell us something.
I think he wanted to tell me something about ME, but as he started talking I woke up.
This is at least the second dream I had with Mr. James Earl Jones in it, I have no idea why, because I do not know much about him and I have only seen him in about two movies before.
In the last dream he was trying to get John McCain to get more security guards to protect him during the campaign.
The first dream I remember from last night was about a woman who I went to high school with named FS.
I can not remember much of it, but I do remember being somewhere that was similar to the high school building near the spot where FS had given me a letter telling me that she liked me.
In this dream we met near this same spot by accident, just like in one of my last dreams were CW and I met by accident.
Anyway, in this dream FS and I happened to see each other, and we stopped to talk.
Similar to the CW dream, we talked about the past, but in this dream we really considered getting to know each other better this time, since we both were still single.
I remember the two of us preparing to go on a date, and that is about all that I remember.
Fake John McCain
(This was only a dream, I do not really want to murder any of these people, I do not even daydream about things like this, and I have no idea why I had a dream like this; and so I find this disturbing just like anyone reading it.)
I know this was not really my second dream, I had others, but I can not remember them at all.
In this dream I remember following a man into a grocery store, he appeared to maybe be a fake version of John McCain, but I am not sure.
He went to a door that led to some stairs and/or an elevator, and so I followed him.
I went to the second floor and the place looked like the old B dorms almost with brown carpets, small hallways, no windows, and a few areas were like my grandfather’s house.
I went to a room that had another room in it that was almost like a bathroom, there were a few people standing outside the room and the fake McCain or whoever he was, went inside the second room.
This dream was almost like a video game/movie, and it seemed like I was going to kill Mr. McCain (or who ever he was).
I walked into the room with a few bottlecap mines from the Fallout 3 video games, and I saw Mr. McCain, my friend SS, his brother MS, and a few other people; and then they looked surprised and scared.
I told them not to move or the mines would explode and that the mines were motion sensitive, and if you get to close to them, that they would explode in 3 seconds.
I put a few mines in front of the door, blocking their escape from the room, and I left to close the door; but first I decided to throw a frag grenade into the room.
I wanted to use a nuka grenade which is the strongest grenade in Fallout 3, but I only had a frag grenade, and so I threw that in there as I closed the door.
I heard an explosion and the people outside of the door ran screaming, but to my surprise the people in the second room ran out; and somehow none of them were killed, not even Mr. McCain.
Mr. McCain, ran as well, probably to get some security guards and some more help; and so I ran into a room that was located in the middle of the building.
It was like a room at my grandfather’s house, and next to it was a door to the outside.
I stood there hiding and wondering if I should still try to kill Mr. McCain or if I should run.
I decided to run out of the door, and I do not think anyone knew where I was; but I woke up.
Action Charlotte Gainsbourg
This was another interesting dream, that was possibly connected to the second dream or at least similar.
It was more like a movie that I was just watching or something, and Charlotte Gainsbourg was the main character.
I can not remember the beginning, but I think a man had killed and/or stole something from someone who Ms. Gainsbourg knew personally or someone hired her to get the package back and kill the man who stole it.
I just remember a man with some unknown package that he had stolen, and he appeared to probably work for a drug cartel or something.
He seemed to be trying to get the package to someone, to make a trade or deal, and he took the package to a dock that was well guarded.
There were men around with guns patrolling the area, but he still seemed very afraid.
There was a boat waiting to take him somewhere to meet with someone or a group of people, so that they could make the trade or deal.
But he was afraid of Ms. Gainsbourg, and he wanted to be sure that it was safe to get on the boat; and so he hid in a barely guarded area where she would probably not see him.
He wondered why she had not come to kill him yet, and he was afraid that she was waiting to shoot him with a sniper rifle when he started to walk to the boat.
He kept looking around for her and he kept thinking about what to do, and finally he got on the boat and they left after waiting for a while.
I remember one of his guards staying behind to protect the docks, along with two other men who were not guards, they but were probably accountants/businessmen or something.
They were standing on a tall metal thing that was over the docks, and suddenly they saw Ms. Gainsbourg walking across the docks wearing her outfit from The Science Of Sleep which was/were blue jeans and a wool-like sweater.
She looked very serious and deadly, like a female terminator or something.
I am not sure if she somehow killed all the security guards or not, but I do know that there was no one else left guarding the area after she finished with them, except that one guard that stayed behind.
That last guard had something that she needed, I guess it would allow her to find the man she was after or something, and so she was trying to get to the last guard to get it; and it was a small device he was carrying.
The guard and the two businessmen were standing on this tall metal thing, and they could only be reached by a helicopter or someone would have to climb to a fan across from the metal thing that the men were standing on and they would have to jump across toward the metal thing; which was very dangerous and risky.
She decided to climb and she moved like a gymnast almost, and she reached the fan but the fan was moving; which made it even more dangerous.
The guard did not seem worried at all and he was smiling, as Ms. Gainsbourg reached the fan and she hung on to the fan, as it spinned over and over again.
At this point she started to have a hard time, trying to hold on to the fan while trying to find a way to stand up & jump toward the metal thing, and as she was struggling the guard jumped to the fan area.
He started laughing, taunting her, touching on her, and trying to kiss her; to distract and annoy her, as she tried to hold on to the fan.
She could not fight back and hold on to the fan at the same time, so she was very vulnerable at this point, but then somehow I was in the dream at this point, standing next to the two businessmen.
I felt that she would try to jump soon, and so I was going to help catch her so that she would not fall.
I was correct and she found an opening to jump, after she elbowed the guard in the face.
She jumped toward me, and for the first time you could really see fear and weakness in her face.
Before she seemed perfectly confident and strong, but now she seemed like a regular person again.
I caught her and I told her that we would not stop her from completing her mission, and the guard was going to jump back to the metal thing to face us; but first he threw the small device, that Ms. Gainsbourg needed to find the man who she was after, to one of the two businessmen.
I guess the guard wanted him to hold it if he did not make the jump, but instead of holding it for him, the businessman gave it to Ms. Gainsbourg to our surprise.
The guard jumped in anger toward us but he fell toward the dock & water, and Ms. Gainsbourg started to leave to continue her mission; but then I woke up.