All that I can remember of this dream is that I found out from someone, a man but I can not remember who, that my online female contact in Germany NF had gotten married to my former male classmate AM in the past.
I was shocked by this and he showed me some evidence that probably included video and photographs, NF looked different and very beautiful and she looked like herself combined with Monica Roccaforte with beautiful shiny brown a medium-length hair in a particular hairstyle that was more like one that Monica would wear, and this different and beautiful appearance surprised/confused/caught my attention strong enough that I felt it as I tried to make sense of this.
In this dream I went to a convention that was possibly mostly for content creators and I had a name badge / tag, and I possibly got to go because of my blog where I blog every day so I was considered a content creator.
This convention possibly took place in India because I saw a lot of people who seemed to be from India (Indian), but I could be wrong.
While I was at one of the events / programs, the host / whoever who was a woman, called out the names of some content creators who she was going to have come to the front / stage with her so that she could talk to them one-at-a-time in front of the audience as part of the event / program.
To my surprise she called my name among the names of content creators who were chosen to talk to her, I was not expecting this and I was not ready for this, fortunately I was not the first person to be called up there.
I needed to urinate so I walked off to find a bathroom, as I was leaving I heard someone mentioning diversity and they were sharing advice for content creators, I am not sure if I got to use the bathroom or not, I just remember going to take a seat and some people I knew were among the crowd like maybe my former male classmate CB.
I remember us talking when a male employee with light-color skin walked over to me asking to see my name badge / tag, and then he told me that it had not been fully set up yet so that needed to be done.
He reluctantly started the process of fixing this, but I woke up.
Dream 2
This dream started at a convention again, I was wearing dress clothes with a name tag and a heavy backpack, and I went to one of the programs / classes / whatever that was taking place in a room with chairs.
I sat along the left wall to the right of a somewhat older man with light-color skin, the man looked at me and moved away from me while saying something to me like he was paranoid and he even said my name because he saw my name tag, and he seemed to think that I was targeting him or something.
I moved further away from him after responding, I hoped that this would help his paranoia, but he still seemed paranoid and I ended up saying a few more things to him before I decided to leave.
I walked off and eventually I walked away from the convention until I reached a fictional MS University-like college that I had false memories of having once attended but I never finished.
There were various college students walking around, and I walked around looking around comparing my false memories of the college to how it looked now et cetera.
This college and my false memories contained some real feelings and real inspiration from MS University, and so this felt very realistic walking around looking around and thinking.
At some point I reached an area that I had never really saw much of before, it was an area where maybe the business et cetera department was where many of the rich students had many of their classes for majors that led to jobs with high salaries, and I saw students wearing dress clothes and I saw a male student with light-color skin wearing a graduation cap and gown inside one of the buildings like he was about to graduate.
This area had a nice traditional college / royal look to it, after passing this area I reached a long courtyard with plants and seating areas in the middle with some semi-indoor restaurants and other businesses on the left side and a sidewalk on the right side by the buildings that had entrance doors along them, and many people were in this area.
Some students were listening to music and hanging out as they ate and drank, some were walking to and from classes, et cetera.
This was one or at least two areas like this, this was the one that I had possibly never visited or did not visit much, and so I started walking toward it to explore it but I woke up.
I had several dreams that I remembered but I did not record them before going back to sleep each time, and so now I barely remember part of the end of my last dream because of that.
The dream took place over several days during the day in what I assume was a fictional city that I was staying and working in, I am not sure if I was going to college as well or not, and I was possibly staying at or near a college.
I worked at a library in the dream, like in real life, and my parents were possibly in an earlier part of the dream and maybe they told me about a nearby medical clinic that they wanted me to go to and get signed up to see a doctor / dentist / eye doctor / et cetera so I went after work I think.
I remember walking to the clinic that was on the left side of the road possibly near the college and / or where I lived, but I could be wrong.
I remember walking down a hallway to the waiting room, and I remember seeing a woman with either dark-light color skin or light-medium color skin with long dark-color hair who was somewhat nicely dressed who was walking down the hallway looking happy and was possibly saying things to people along the way.
The woman approached me and started happily talking to me as we walked toward the waiting room, she was somewhat attractive and somewhat nicely dressed and was happy, but something did not seem right about her like she was possibly mentally unstable and possibly even homeless even though she did not look like it.
I could just sense this even though the signs were not very clear, I guess there was something about her facial expressions and body language and overly happiness and talkativeness that I picked up on, and so while we talked I hoped that she would not try to ask me too many personal questions and I hoped that she would not start trying to flirt with me and I hoped that she did not become more unstable.
In the waiting room there were some female employees behind the front desk with one of them being an obese woman with dark-color skin with long black hair wearing scrubs and another was a woman with light-color skin with long light-to-medium color hair, and I possibly went to the front desk first before sitting down along the left side of the hallway at the entrance of the waiting room.
There was a man with dark-color skin who I recognized from the city of D so I briefly talked with him before the possibly mentally unstable woman sat down by me to continue talking to me, there was a chance that she was possibly interested in me, but I was not sure as she talked to me.
I hoped to not reveal too much about myself as we talked, fortunately the employees said that it was time for the clinic to close for the day so we would have to return tomorrow, and so that saved me from my conversation with the woman.
The next day or whenever when I was at work at the library, a fictional female coworker of mine told me about something that happened to her at the same building that the clinic was in, and she told me that while walking maybe from the clinic after getting a wound checked a woman approached her and started talking to her.
How she described the woman it sounded exactly like the woman who talked to me, she said that the woman possibly got mad at something she had said but it was not clear, and that before they went their separate ways the woman wiped some of her own blood on my coworker’s wound and said something that to me implied that she was trying to infect my coworker with something (maybe HIV / AIDS) and she walked away.
I asked my coworker to describe the woman and it sounded like we both met the same probably mentally unstable woman, and I told my coworker that she should return to the clinic now to get that wound checked and to tell her doctor about what happened to get herself checked for any infections and to take preventative steps if necessary to prevent an infection from that so my coworker possibly left to the clinic to do this.
After work I returned to the clinic hoping to not see the woman again and I realized that I had my work name tag on and I wondered if I had it on previously when the woman talked to me and I hoped that I did not have it on then, as I walked through the building I heard some employees talking about a mentally unstable homeless woman who is there every day causing problems, and they said that she had done several things and they had to deal with her and call security several times and they were looking for her again.
Fortunately the woman was not in the waiting room, I went to the front desk and then I sat down, and eventually I learned that there were numbers to pull to know when it is your turn so I went to pull a number.
I asked the female employee at the front desk if they had a doctor, dentist, and eye doctor and she said yes and they had discounted rates and they accepted my government insurance so I planned on coming here for all my medical needs.
This dream took place during the day, my memory is unclear, but I remember going to dispose of a flag (probably an American flag) in maybe a somewhat respectful way I assume.
Later in the dream when I was outside somewhere (maybe a college campus-like place, but I can not remember) I was approached by Vin Diesel (who possibly was in the area earlier when I went to dispose of the flag, if he was I was not aware that he was around when I was there, but I can not remember) questioning me about the flag disposal trying to figure out if I had dispose of it properly (using The United States Flag Code I assume), and if it should have been disposed of to begin with.
I guess Mr. Diesel was trying to be super patriotic or something and he was really hassling me about this and trying to interrogate me, and I guess he called the police on me and I guess he called a police friend of his who was Elliot Stabler from the television show Law & Order: Special Victims Unit because Detective Elliot Stabler showed up.
Detective Stabler started to question me about the disposal of the flag, some of my former classmates like my former male classmates JC and DH and maybe a few others were around, and they had seen me dispose of the flag I assume so I tried to get them to share what they saw but they were acting like they knew nothing or were not sure and like they were afraid to get involved or something which was annoying and made things worse for me.
After Mr. Diesel and Detective Stabler questioned me I was informed by Detective Stabler that he was going to have to do a formal interview or something where he would question me on the record et cetera, we were not going to do it now, and so I left to try to gather witnesses (some of my former classmates and family and family members had possibly witnessed and / or heard about what I had done) and evidence to support what I told them.
I left by automobile to find my dad, I saw my male cousin ME at some point but I can not remember this part, and eventually I reached a rough water park-like area with a deep large ditch where The SC Inn should be in the city of D.
My dad, maybe one of my cousin ME’s fictional girlfriends and / or mothers of some of his children and some of her children, maybe some of my family member from my dad’s side of the family who were possibly having a family reunion, and some other people were there.
I went to tell my dad about the situation, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 2
The end of this dream involved me and other people starting to leave from something that took place in one or more connected buildings, something had just ended I assume, and on my way out I saw Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson looking around inside the building or buildings like he had lost something so I walked over and greeted him and I asked him if he needed help.
He told me that he had lost his name tag, and so I asked him to describe it but he was super vague so I had to keep asking specific questions to learn more details about it but he was still vague so all that I learned was that it was at least the size of my name tag at work for The BP Library and that it was probably metal as well because he said that it was like a real name tag like the one that I was wearing (I was wearing my library name tag in the dream).
Another man, possibly another celebrity walked over to help us, and the three of us looked around for the name tag.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 3
The end of this dream took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of W Park at the tennis courts, and I was playing tennis with my former male classmate DH.
We only had two flat tennis balls to play with and one of them had a whole in it and was super flat, and so trying to play tennis was difficult.
At some point a family (maybe a husband, maybe a wife with short yellow hair, maybe a young son, maybe one or more uncles and / or older brothers and / or male cousins) with light-color skin arrived at the far end of the tennis court to the right of us, and they started playing tennis.
At some point the family moved behind us to play against the wall, and a bunch of random people jumped into our tennis game and many of them did not even have tennis rackets so they used their hands and other objects.
There were so many people who interfered with our game that we could not really play, at some point we separated into two teams, and somehow things changed from a game of tennis into a standoff of some kind where one side had a base at or near the tennis court with a fence and the side that I was on had a base at a one-story house across part of the park that had a garage and some bushes.
Maybe the goal was to sneak into the other side’s base and do something to somehow win or end the standoff, but I am not sure.
My side went to the one-story house and the other side secured the fence and tennis court and / or area near it, and maybe some of us had guns et cetera.
Somehow an overweight man with light-color skin started acting like the leader of our team and another overweight biker-like man with light-color skin started acting like the second in charge of our team, and I think that a woman with short yellow hair with light-color skin was possibly the leader of the other team.
Our two wannabe leaders of my team came up with a plan in the garage, they decided that they would sneak to the gate of the other team and trick the guard or something to get inside, and then they would do whatever we had to do to win the game.
I followed them outside as the two of them sneaked forward, and maybe they wanted me to hide behind the bushes in case something goes wrong so maybe I had a gun or another kind of weapon but I am not sure.
I could not see them but I heard the wannabe second-in-charge walk to the gate and greet a female guard with light-color skin who was guarding it, it sounded like she opened the gate, and then he took her hostage but oddly it sounded like he did not enter the gate.
I heard him saying something to the woman that sounded rapey, like he was possibly making threats to her like he might rape her or something, and was shocked and confused and annoyed and angered by this so I went to see what was happening but then another female guard was walking to the gate and the wannabe leader went to greet her while the wannabe second-in-charge hid behind a bush with the woman.
Our wannabe leader managed to trick the guard into opening the gate and then he went to disable her but a male guard with light-color skin ran over, and they pushed him back and he started to run and their hostage ran back to the gate and they started shooting.
They told me to run so I started to run to the back of the house to hide briefly until I could reach the garage, as the guards were making their way to the back of the house I remember running toward the garage as two extra garage doors were starting to close to prevent anyone from reaching the main garage door that was already closed but not locked, and I slid under them before they closed.
I lifted up the main garage door enough to crawl under, I closed it and locked it, and I heard the other doors closing.
We heard the guards run back to secure their gate, and our wannabe leader started ranting and complaining at our wannabe second-in-charge about his stupid plan and how he wish that he would have joined the other team and he mentioned their female leader in a positive way like he felt that she was a better leader and had a better team and a better setup.
They went into the house and I started to rant and complain at both of them for making it seem like I was on the side of the villains with that possible sudden change of their plan that seemed rapey and unacceptable and stupid, how they seemed to have made themselves the leaders and made up their own plan without the rest of us and started it on their own, and I asked who even made them the leaders anyway since it was I who was playing tennis until they interrupted my game.
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