I did not record my dreams like I should have, and so now I barely remember part of two dreams.
All that I can remember of this dream now is that I had one or more superpowers, and I wanted to help people at work and after work.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I assume that this dream was inspired by me watching several episodes of the web television show The Boys yesterday:
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day, and it involved me walking around outside through alleys et cetera on my way to and from one or more locations like maybe a small apartment or house that I was possibly living in.
I met various people during my journey, maybe some of my family members and maybe some of my former classmates et cetera, and I remember seeing sticks/boards/pieces of wood so I picked one to use as a melee weapon for defense.
At some point I met my department supervisor/an assistant director of our library/my coworker Mrs. JM, and she told me that she had a brief conversation with Martin Scorsese during a telephone call.
She was excited about this, she told me that she had made an official telephone call, and to her surprise she got to talk to Mr. Scorsese during it.
She told me that he gave her some advice, but I can not remember what it was.
Last night one of my teeth (either a recently filled tooth with complications or a dying tooth or another tooth with a cavity waiting to be filled) started bothering me just enough (not that bad, but just bad enough to prevent me from sleeping) to where I needed to take some Ibuprofen to go to sleep (my dentist appointment was pushed back by two more months unfortunately 😀 , but my tooth is not hurting this morning fortunately), once I went to sleep I slept pretty well until I woke up forgetting all of my dreams (I knew that I had some dreams and I am close to remembering at least part of one of the forgotten dreams) except for part of the end of one dream, but I went back to sleep dreaming that I was recording my dream and thinking about my dream and I would wake up realizing that I was only dreaming that I had not recorded my dream; but this cycle kept continuing for a few hours until I woke up permanently this morning, so I only remember some false awakening dreams, and amazingly I still remember part of the end of the one dream that my mind kept dreaming/thinking about in those false awakening dreams and real awakenings.
I forgot all the dreams before this, though I am close to remembering part of one of the forgotten dreams, and I forgot most of this dream; but I do barely remember part of the end of this dream, but it is a bit confusing and unclear.
Part of the end of this dream took place outside in a fictional city in a concrete/paved parking lot/street/sidewalk-like area but I could not tell the time of day because the colors outside were a bit strange/gray (like in real life today except that it is raining) in a way that made it hard to tell the time of day, I was walking with a crowd of people walking around a man who I think looked like the actor Leonardo DiCaprio (he might have looked like another man at first, but I am not sure), and Mr. DiCaprio seemed to be teaching/lecturing us about something that I can not remember as we all walked.
At some point we walked into the road and/or the parking lot area, oddly there was water/a pond or a liquid-like substance that was waist deep but I can not remember what color or colors it was (it was not clear, you could not see what was under the water, and maybe it was the color of black and white newspaper clippings oddly but that is a wild guess), and we walked in this waist deep water/liquid as Mr. DiCaprio continued teaching/his lecture and I think that he carried with him a large black colored circular plate that could float on the water with some objects on it that might have been small figures of people or represented people or something symbolic (this part is very unclear and confusing, I just know that he had some objects on the plate and I felt that they were symbolic and that they represented something different from their appearance); and at some point an unknown water creäture/creäture bit and/or grabbed me briefly from under the water, I only got a brief glance at it so I do not remember what it looked like, but the experience left me a bit afraid/shaken.
My heart rate increased, my blood pressure increased, my anxiety levels increased, et cetera as we continued walking and I probably held the area on my body where I was bitten (but I can not remember what part of my body it was); and I kept looking around for the creäture, hoping that it would not attack again, and I probably tried to warn some of the other people and I asked them if they saw the creäture too.
I think that a few of the other people briefly saw the creäture too and Mr. DiCaprio heard us talking and so he stopped his lecture to see what were we talking about, he noticed that something seemed to be wrong with me, and so he walked over to me to see what was wrong with me; and he checked my pulse, my blood pressure, my wound, et cetera.
He seemed very knowledgeable medically and he seemed to know how I was feeling/my mental and emotional state and he said that my pulse was high, my blood pressure was high, he saw that I was afraid of something and that my anxiety levels were high, and he said a few other things that were accurate/correct about me that I can not remember; and he recommended that I get checked by a doctor, so he asked anyone in the crowd if they were a doctor, but I can not remember if anyone in the crowd was a doctor or not.
I told Mr. DiCaprio about the creäture that attacked me and I recommended that we probably get out of the water/liquid and/or that we watch out for the creäture, I can not remember his exact response but I think that it was a bit strange and symbolic and interesting, and I think that he gave me an empty silver-colored metal paint can that had a thin metal handle and he poured the objects from his large black circular plate into the empty metal paint can; and he probably asked me to hold the paint can with the objects in it, and this probably would help avoid them being knocked into the water/liquid.
Mr. DiCaprio probably continued his lecture and I think that we all continued walking through the water/liquid but I am not sure, there was more to this part of the dream and there was more before this part of the dream and some of the symbolism in the dream was probably explained a bit by Mr. DiCaprio, but that is all that I can remember now after so many false awakening dreams and real awakenings.
My false awakening dreams all involved the first dream where I would wake up thinking about the dream and thinking that I was recording my dream by voice recording it sometimes, writing it sometimes, typing it sometimes, et cetera during the false awakening dreams.
My real awakenings would start with me still briefly thinking about the first dream and thinking that I recorded it but then I would realized that I did not record it and that my memories were of false awakening dreams, but every time I would be too comfortable/lazy to get out of bed; and so I would go back to sleep into another false awakening dream each time.
This cycle probably went on for at least two hours, and so it is amazing that I was able to remember anything at all; but unfortunately most of my dreams, and some of the best parts of the first dream and some of the explanations of the symbolism in that dream are/is missing now because of that cycle. 😦
But if I remember more during the day I will try to add it later. 😉