Temporarily Being A Pitcher

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place outside during the day, and I was playing baseball on a team and we were playing against another team.

I was the pitcher but we were not doing so good and we were losing, and so our coach either changed me to another position and / or he took me out of the game and he put in another pitcher.

The pitcher position is not a good fit for me because I played in the outfield in real life when I used to play baseball, and so I was happy with this change.

After the change our team started to do better, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was in a kitchen holding and playing with someone’s baby, in the dream I knew who the baby was for but now I can not remember, and so I guess that I was babysitting the baby while the parent’s were gone.

The parent’s were there with us during the forgotten parts of the dream, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was inside a house and once again I was babysitting, except this time I was babysitting a newly adopted young man with dark-color skin with black hair who was probably taller than me who was from somewhere in Africa, and his newly adopted parent’s asked me to babysit him while they went somewhere.

I think that it is strange that they had me babysitting a young man who was that old.

The young man spoke English with a heavy African accent of some kind and he did not talk much, and he just wanted to be left alone.

One or more people arrived as I was walking to the bathroom, for some unknown reason me walking to the bathroom bothered the young man oddly, and so he walked outside.

The people who arrived commented about his reaction and I told them about him, and then I went to the bathroom but I woke up.

Dream 4

All that I can remember of this dream is that my dad, maybe my brother GC, and me entered a Walmart-like store from a garage-like area.

We then went through some garage doors to enter the store, it seemed quiet like no one was there, but as we walked I noticed at least two young men with medium-color skin with their faces covered and possibly holding guns walking in the distance in our direction like they were about to rob the store and they were possibly speaking Brazilian Portuguese but I am not sure because they were too far away.

I told my dad and maybe my brother GC and we went to hide, and then my dad called emergency services and he told them what I thought that I saw.

I had a silver metal revolver in my pocket and so I pulled it out and I got ready in case the young men found us, and then I told my dad and my brother GC to hide while I moved around to possibly stop the two young men if they got too close before the police arrived.

Suddenly some shoppers started showing up so the two young men went to the garage-like area that we had come from, and later two young men came out without their faces covered and they did not have guns.

I started to wonder if they really had guns to begin with or if they just hid them and uncovered their faces to blend in now that they realized that other people were there, and I wondered if those were the same two young men or not.

The two young men walked among the crowd acting normal, and I asked my dad if we should call emergency services back to cancel our previous call because maybe I was mistake about what I thought that I saw.

But I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Playing Baseball In Vault 88

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I barely got any sleep last night after staying up late to play some of the Vault-Tec Workshop DLC (add-on) for the video game Fallout 4, and then I did not feel like sleeping when I got in bed.

I kept trying to sleep but I could not and I ended up talking with my brother GC and doing some quick exercises hoping to be able to go to sleep, and eventually I somewhat went to sleep and had a dream surprisingly.

All that I can remember of the dream is that I was in Vault 88, and in the large open dirt cave area where the partially (partly) built atrium is there was a baseball field in the middle of it.

Somehow an unknown boy and I ended up playing baseball against unknown two adults, the boy did not even know how to play baseball really, and so I had to try to quickly explain some of the basics during our match (game).

The boy did not even know how to probably run the bases, base running, and so when he got his first hit I had to tell him where to run and before that I had to tell him how to hold the baseball bat and swing it and how to stand at home plate.

Both of our teams only had two people on them so one of us would be the pitcher at the pitcher’s mound, and the other person would cover the bases and outfield.

At some point I remember that my team was losing by either 1 – 4 or 2 -4, the match was almost over, and it seemed that we would lose and the other team were over-confident and smiling and laughing at my team because the boy did not even know how to play really and this was his first time playing baseball probably.

The boy was having fun and he was somewhat starting to understand some of the basics, and then something shocking happened where him and I both got two good hits and we both scored and tied the game eventually.

The other team was shocked and confused, we even managed to stop them from scoring, and when it was our turn to bat and possibly win the game something that I can not remember happened.

Maybe the other team or someone or something maybe started a fire or something (I am not sure if this was an accident or intentional, but it happened when we were about to win), and possibly two or three people died or left which ruined the game and prevented my team from winning because the game could not go on now.

The other team possibly died or left, the boy possibly survived or stayed, but I am not sure.

I know that I survived or stayed, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr

Playing Baseball Inside A Walmart-Like Store

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I do not feel like or care about typing the only dream that I remember part of from last night, and so I will type a super lazy overview of the dream that took place inside a Walmart or Walmart-like store probably during the day.

At some point I started playing baseball with inside the store with at least three men with whitish colored skin and a woman with whitish colored skin, and we were playing against another team that had at least four men and one woman on their team; and the woman on our team was our pitcher, and we were winning the match.

At some point we had all the bases loaded and I was on first base one of our male teammates hit a low ball and we started running, but the man on third base turn back twice causing confusion; and so I got put out, and then our team started losing the game after this point until we stopped for some reason(s) that I can not remember.

I remember seeing a somewhat older woman with dark brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair walking a boy with whitish colored skin with brownish colored hair, the woman was babysitting him or something like that and maybe he was party handicapped in some way but maybe not, and the boy was acting annoying/mean/rude/et cetera.

The boy made a racist / offensive / mean comment to me telling me that some insects or something like that are above me/their lives have more value than mine/whatever, that I was not even Human and my life had less value than those insects/whatever, and that the world would be better off without my kind or something like that; and the woman said something to him about saying that, she made a negative comment/joke about him, and she apologized to me telling me not to let what he said bother me.

I walked toward a large open restaurant area that had round tables and chairs spread out with people eating/drinking and I saw my dad sitting with my male cousin ME, my cousin ME looked tired/sickly and a bit homeless, and an employee told him to leave because he was scaring away customers (he had been hanging around this area because he was homeless it seemed); but my dad told him that he was buying him some food and something to drink, and so the employee apologized.

I talked with them and I recommended that my cousin ME go see a doctor and after he finished eating we left and probably dropped him off in my dad’s automobile, and then my dad parked in the fire-lane/whatever at the shopping center near W Park in the city of D during the day on a hill; and he went inside a store while I waited outside, but as I waited the automobile started to reverse down the hill toward the street by W Park.

I tried to press the brake pedal but I was not working and so I pushed down the emergency brake pedal and that started to stop the truck, but I had to turn the steering wheel as I reached the street to avoid hitting an automobile that was driving by; and then I had to push the automobile across the street to W Park, and I waited for my dad.

I waved to my dad as he left the store and he walked over to W Park and I told him what happened, he probably called someone to come help fix the automobile, and I probably started walking home through a fictional neighborhood where I saw my fellow baseball teammates from earlier in the yard of a multi-story house in a nice neighborhood; and they were playing a war game against another team who were inside the house, and so I joined the game.

I think that we had guns (assault rifles, pistols, shotguns, et cetera) but they probably did not shoot real bullets, I remember the other team shooting at us, and we hid under a window of the house where they could not see us; and I sneaked inside the house, and I came across the annoying boy from earlier in the dream.

Eventually I came across his father who looked like a very short, mutated, over-fat, ugly, extra balding, disturbing-looking version of the actor Christopher Meloni and his mother and some of the other people in his family; and they were begging me not to hurt their son, and so I explained to them what was going on.

My team probably entered the house as well and so they gave up and we won, and then we all started talking about how we won/et cetera; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Playing Baseball | A Hostel

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Dream 1

The night before last I barely remember part of one of my dreams, which took place during the day at a baseball stadium, and I was playing baseball.

There was a crowd of people watching the game and it seemed to be a professional baseball game, and it was the last inning; and my team was up to bat.

We were barely losing the game at some point, but now we were about to win the game if we could score 1-3 more runs/points, and our coach had a strategy that I can not remember.

He had the batter in front of me bunt the ball, and he made it to first base; and I hit the ball into the right field, and I made it to second base & the batter in front of me was now on third base.

I think that we already had two outs, but I could be wrong, and so we needed to get 1-3 more points to win the game, probably; and so there was a lot of pressure on our team.

I remember another one of the batters on base teasing the pitcher, pretending to be trying to sneak to another base, to distract the pitcher; but I woke up before the game was over and while I was still on second base.

Dream 2

Last night I barely remember my last dream, which took place inside of a hostel, I guess; and my mom and I were there.

The hostel or whatever was owned by a woman who looked, sounded, and acted like one of the owners of the BY Wok in D; and she could barely speak English, but I was able to understand her well enough from experience with her accent & I am pretty good at trying to understand accents usually.

There were other people at the hostel and we all shared one medium-sized room that had several small semi-cubicle-like areas that had two twin beds in each semi-cubicle with storage space, there was a shared bathroom with showers, a shared kitchen, a shared living room, a shared dining room, a shared laundry room, and the owner had a separate room that was connected to our room by a door.

There was not much privacy of course but it was an okay setup for short/temporary housing while on short vacations/trips, I guess, and the other people seemed nice; but the owner was slightly mean.

The living room had a TV and maybe a few computers with internet access, and there was a door that led out of our room that led into the rest of the building but I am not sure what was in the rest of the building; and I am not sure why my mom and I were there or how we got there or where we were going; but I do know that we were on a trip of some kind.

But I woke up after my mom and I unpacked our stuff, we talked with the owner, we talked with a few of the other people, and we looked around the room.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂