All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved my former coworker Mr. JF from The BP Library or someone similar to him, the dream possibly took place in the city of D near or at the apartment that he lives at next to Walmart, and I remember talking to him; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during a gray day, and I was in my parent’s house, I am not sure what happened first but either a domestic violence situation happened between a girlfriend in boyfriend outside of the apartment house across the street from The E House and then a party started around them, or it happened in the opposite order, either way the police showed up after those two things happened.
I had more dreams but I only recorded barely part of the end of this dream.
I was working inside a larger slightly fictional version of The BP Library, some of my coworkers were there including my brother GC, and I worked in several parts of the library.
At some point it was time to eat, the library served food in a fictional area near where the computer labs should be, and so basically there was a cafeteria I guess.
When I went to this area my former female classmate AH was at one of the tables, I helped her and several other patrons as they waited for their food, and then I sat at a table to wait for the food as well.
At some point my male cousin DE walked over to my table acting strange, it was like a combination of him being unstable and trolling me at the same time, and he did not say anything but he invaded my personal space.
He did not respond to me when I said something other than continuing to invade my personal space, I remember looking at the other people nearby who were watching, and I communicated with them using facial expressions and body language.
One of the people was probably one of my former male classmate or schoolmates and/or someone from Eastside, I remember getting annoyed with DE and warning him, but I also tried to take it as a joke assuming that he was just trolling me and maybe he was also unstable.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I took a nap after work and I had several dreams, but I only barely recorded part of the end of my last dream.
In this dream there was some kind of challenge that some people were doing, each person added a twist to the challenge, but I can not remember what the challenge was or most of the twists that people put on the the challenge; but I do know that one involved maybe lasers, lights, and something else.
I remember going to a small fictional Pizza Hut or Domino’s Pizza restaurant that looked similar to where the Pizza Hut in the city of D used to be, the inside had a slightly different layout, but it was still dimly lit like it used to be.
There were two women working there, one with light-color skin and one with medium-color skin, and there were two men in line in front of me and one of them was an obese man with light-color skin with graying hair and a long beard who looked a bit like a somewhat younger George R. R. Martin-like man.
They started to do the challenge, their twist to the challenge involved them having a larger container of drinking water attached to a breathing mask-like thing that was attached to the Mr. Martin-like man, and the Mr. Martin-like man laid on the counter on his stomach facing the other man who was holding the water jug and he started drinking the water like someone chugging beer.
Things got stranger as the Mr. Martin-like man started to make the situation look kind of sexual with the way that he was positioned, his facial expressions, his body language, sound effects that he was making, et cetera.
It got weird very fast, after they finished their weird twist to the challenge it was my turn, I did not plan on getting any food but I did ask one of the employees for a menu.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Last night I remember two of my dreams, the first dream took place on a street by my parent’s house.
Me and one of my brothers saw a little restaurant that looked like the O Wok, so we decided to go get some food there.
Also on the street there was a Martial ArtsDojo, it looked like a Karate Dojo, but I could be wrong.
We went inside the restaurant and we were surprised that it looked pretty good inside, compared to the outside.
There were about two or three younger workers and a middle-aged man, who looked like the main chef, and the workers looked like they probably worked at the Martial Arts Dojo too; because it looked like they had Karate uniforms on under their work uniforms.
There was a sign that had pictures of all the meals they had, but I saw no prices, so I asked to see a menu; and on the menu there were only four meals.
As my brother and I looked at the menu, the workers said that one of the meals was not good, and they recommended some chicken dish with peanuts; so we ordered that.
Their was a small buffet on the counter, and they let us sample some of the food on there.
Then my brother and I sat down at a table, and there were a lot of people in line waiting to order food.
I can not remember if we ate or not, all I can remember is walking across the street to a house.
In the house was an old woman and a family of about nine people, and the house was small; but I think that it had about four or five bedrooms.
There was a small room when you first walked into the house that had a washing machine and dryer, then there was a living room with two bed rooms connected to it, after that there was a kitchen+dining room+family room+a couple of bedrooms, and the house was like a shotgun style house.
As I was in the living room, the old woman showed me some pictures on the wall of her family, and next to the pictures of her family were some pictures of people from my family; and some blank picture frames.
I remember that there were only a few pictures of people from my family and there was a picture of my uncle JF, my dad, and me.
The woman did not speak much English, so I did not get many answers to my questions, but I think she said that my family was part of her family.
She said that they nobody in my family had talked to them in years, and that those few pictures they had were mailed to them years ago.
The woman and her family looked like the stereotypical Korean or Japanese or Chinese Americans (as in the ethnic group / nationality), but as far as I know, none of my ancestors came from those countries; but it possible since my family is a bit more diverse than the average family.
She seemed to be sad that my family had ignored them for so long, and so I felt bad and wanted to give her some new pictures of my family; so she could put them on her wall.
Also I wanted to find out if her family was really part of my family, so I could re-unite the family.
I felt a connection with their family and I wanted to learn more about them, but it was about dinner time; so everyone was eating and talking.
The family seemed to work together very well; they worked together, cleaned together, ate together, and talked together.
Family members of different ages talked together, and their family system seemed very efficient.
Some of the family was in the living room and the others were in the family room eating and talking.
I think the owners of the restaurant and the Martial Arts Dojo lived at this house too, then I woke up.
My second dream was about my job, except everything looked different.
This is the third or fourth time that my job has looked like a library a bit, and in my dream, my job had an all carpet floor; and things seemed like a library for some reason.
All the workers were younger, mostly high school and college students, and they were having a lot fun; but they were not working much.
I worked as a scanner in the dream, but I did not see the scanner that I was supposed to use; and we were supposed to scan some old books.
In my group there were three men, and they were talking and pretending to work; and I just ignored them, and I tried to work.
Everything looked better and more comfortable than in real life, but people were not getting much work done, and I saw none of the people who I really work with in real life.
I remember talking to a few people, and I tried to find the scanning machines.