This is either one connected and transitioning dream or several dreams which I will type as one because some or all of them were connected in some way with some moving back and forth between some of the parts, but my memory is too confused and incomplete and I do not feel like listening to my voice recording again so I will just type some of what I remember.
This part of the dream involved a futuristic and more grim version of The Walking Dead I think, and there was some jumping back and forth from this part of the dream.
This was possibly a television show and maybe I was part of it at times, but I can not remember.
They were possibly going to cancel it even though it was doing pretty good and was better than the original show because some said that it was too grim and maybe ahead of its time, and so maybe some of us were trying to convince them to not cancel it.
There was more to this part of the dream, but that is all that I can remember of this part.
This part took place at a fictional park what was like a fictional larger version of W Park in the city of D, and I was there with some people including my former male classmate KT.
There was some possible connection with the first part and somehow we ended up jogging around the park, and we realized that someone had put us in short dresses which was annoying and embarrassing to us.
I remember us continuing to run to a small building near where the gazebo near the tennis courts should be, and I remember a woman who looked like my female cousin TE running past us with a man and they were faster than us (probably because of the dresses slowing us down).
We reached the small building and we changed back into men’s clothes, still a bit annoyed that someone had put us in dresses, and then we split up.
I remember walking around the park and it was possibly late afternoon, and I noticed how the park looked different and worse than it used to but it was still nice in its own way at times.
I noticed that some of the ponds and rivers were dried up, most of the wildlife was gone, equipment and furniture was rough and missing and broken, et cetera.
I went around exploring and comparing things with my memory of how it used to look, and other things happened that I can not remember but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
This part of the dream took place outside in maybe a small area outside a small building to the left of it, and I was with a small group of people with many of them being former classmates of mine like my former female classmate LM.
There was a woman and her mother who both had light-color skin and they were talking about how their father / husband had died, he liked to write (maybe he was a poet or author), and after they said some things about him they pulled out maybe the last poem that he wrote.
They were going to read it but they were too emotional so my former classmate LM read the poem for them, and as she read it she tried to imitate his voice and the voices of some of the characters in his poems.
Some of the characters in his poem were some of my former classmates like my former male classmates RM and MB and RB and several other middle-class and upper-class former classmates of mine.
My former classmate LM did a pretty good job imitating their voices as she read the poem, it was funny and emotional, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
This part of the dream also took place outside and it took place in a field area inside a park-like area, and I am not sure if I was part of a military boot camp or boot camp-like game show or what this was but there was a mean military drill instructor / coach-like man with light-color skin over whatever was going on.
I was there with a group of other people and we were being given a task that we had to do one at a time where we had to push (flipping it over and over) a pallet-like thing covered in heavy bricks and other heavy objects across the field.
There were different pallets with increasing weight and we were shown what we had to do, and I was going to go first.
I asked the drill instructor-like man if I had to push it across the entire field, and he replied: “I see weakness in your eyes already, and so I will give you a break so you only have to push it halfway across the field.” and I replied: “I was ready to push it across the entire field, but thank you sir.”.
As I was pushing the object one or more people attacked the area probably shooting a gun or guns, there was panic and screaming and running, but I tried to figure out where the threat(s) were and I probably told the drill instructor-like man what I was about to do and then I ran to attack the threat(s).
I am not sure if anyone helped me or not, I just remember reaching the threat or threats, and fighting them but that is all that I can remember of this part.
I am in a library maybe, maybe The BP Library, and I noticed that the large print adult fiction and the adult fictional books are mixed up at the end of the shelves.
The mixed up books at the end are books by authors with dark-color skin including some of the dark-color skin characters from the futuristic The Walking Dead show from this dream.
I feel that this is probably symbolic of them not being sure what to do with dark-color skin characters in their show, and so they are just throw in the show to mostly sit in the background without much of a role or development et cetera.