Men At Funerals And C Trying To Move His Money

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I had more dreams but I forgot them and there was more to this dream, but now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream.

I remember being with all of my family expect for my brother CC and his family, my brothers TD and KD were possibly younger but I can not remember, and we were at a church where maybe a funeral and / or something else was going on.

During one part of the dream that I can not remember, probably not at the funeral, I remember the topic of men possibly being less likely to cry and show emotion at funerals being brought up in a conversation with my dad.

I remember saying that is possibly not even true or proven because I did not know of any scientific data about that but I would not be surprised if it was true and I remember guessing that this was mostly because of cultural reasons where in some cultures men crying and being sad et cetera publicly is looked down upon, and in situations like funerals et cetera men in those cultures are more likely to be expected to be the strong ones who are expected to stay calm in those situations and to help others who are grieving.

At some point I remember my family and I driving back home after the church and funeral et cetera, I assume that we were driving from another city, and my mom brought up the same topic about men possibly being less likely to cry and grieve and sing et cetera publicly at funerals.

I told my mom that my and me had talked about this topic earlier, and I repeated my opinions on this topic.

The next thing that I remember is walking inside The BP Library where I work as a shelver, I assume that we had returned home at this point, and as I was walking past the new book section my brother GC’s former classmate C and a younger man who was possibly his younger brother walked past me carrying bags (possible one or more messenger bags, and maybe one or two other types of bags).

C said something about money, having some of it hidden in different locations and that he gave some of it to some people so that they could move it to the state that he was about to move to soon, and waiting on an email to confirm that all of his money was sent successfully before maybe giving more to the people who moved it to make sure that they did not steal his money.

C mentioned that he had some backup plans in case they did steal his money, and that he had more money hidden.

I was not sure if he was talking to me and / or his assumed brother so I said: Huh? but C was too busy talking to hear me so it seemed that he was mostly talking to his assumed brother.

It seemed that there was possibly money in the bags that they were carrying, it seemed that C had hidden and saved his money himself instead of putting most of it in a bank, and now that he was about to move to another state he needed to dig up or find all of his money and have it sent to the other state.

C did not seem sure that he could trust the people who were supposed to move his money, so he had only given them some of it, and he still had some of the rest hidden besides what him and his assumed brother were carrying in the bags.

C seemed a bit nervous and worried and stressed and angry about the situation, he then remembered that his assume brother had left something (maybe an automobile parked too closely to someone’s property), and he angrily asked his assumed brother if he had left it in that location and his assumed brother said yes.

C yelled at his assumed brother that they needed to go move it now or that the people might mistakenly think that they are trying to operate on their territory (turf), and I assumed that he was talking about some drug dealers in their neighborhood.

C seemed scared like he was worried what they might do if this misunderstanding happened, like he knew that something bad would happen like he had witnessed and / or experienced them dealing with someone operating on their territory, and so this made him very angry at his assumed brother.

They left immediately without doing what they were about to do because they needed to move whatever it was before they noticed, but I woke up as I listened to and watched their conversation.

I remember thinking that I hope that things work out for C when he moves to the other state.

The end,

-John Jr

Walking With A Carrying Case

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Dream 1

I remember part of a dream from the night before last, where I was in D during the day, and I was walking around near and around downtown D mostly.

It was one of those dreams where I walk and/or drive around exploring, talking with people, et cetera; and I went near or through W park at some point, but that is all that I can remember.

Dream 2

Last night I had several Saints Row: The Third related dreams, where I was doing various activities, and missions probably; but that is all that I can remember.

Dream 3

I had one dream where I was in a mostly dark/dimly lit house that might have looked somewhat like my parent’s house, during the night, and I remember being on a bed; and I remember that a woman was there/somewhere in the house, and I remember trying to hide something that was on my computer and/or several women from her & there might have been some xes in the dream but that is all that I can remember.

Dream 4

The last dream that I somewhat remember involved me walking through D during the day carrying a mostly dark-colored maybe padded carrying case that was made of a synthetic fabric that was a bit like sturdy nylon or something that was like a briefcase / messenger or mail bag / laptop case / whatever that had a handle and a shoulder strap.

I remember wondering what people thought it was as I walked such as: would they think it was a purse, would they think that it is a briefcase, would they think that it is a laptop case, et cetera; and honestly I probably did not know what it was exactly or what was in it, I think that I was carrying it & delivering it for someone else but I can not remember.

I used the should strap to carry it behind me at first, then when I was passing FB Church I used the shoulder strap to hold it at my side, and then I walked through the inside of a fictional version of the School Board using the handle carrying it like a briefcase.

I remember some of the workers at the School Board looking at me, but I somewhat seemed to fit in thanks to holding it like a briefcase and maybe I was wearing semi-dress clothes; and so no one bothered me as I walked through the building.

The carrying case started to seem a bit cool and more comfortable to me as I seen that it could be used in different ways and fit in a variety of environments, and then I probably became more curious about what it was exactly and what was inside; but I continued my journey to probably delivery it safely to whoever I was supposed to give it to, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂