A College Dorm And The Wrong Eighteen-Wheeler

Dream 1

This dream took place at a college where I was a student I assume, and I lived in a small one-story college dorm on the edge of the college campus next to a road and next to a parking lot near the cafeteria.

My roommate was man with light-color skin, and at some point my brother CC arrives to visit and will stay with us a little while and use a third bed that possibly used to belong to another roommate.


Playing On A Professional Baseball Team | Boxes At A Post Office With Help Me Written On Them In Blood?

Dream 1

I woke up to use the bathroom at least twice during the night without voice recording my dreams, and so I forgot most of my dreams that I had before I went back to sleep except for barely part of one dream; and I barely remember part of two dreams that I had after I went back to sleep.

The first dream took place during the day in the city of D probably near the field across the street from the S store that is across the street from Eastside, and near the fictional fields further down from that near where the abandoned Bread Store should be which are sometimes in my dreams; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

The second dream took place probably during the day inside a professional indoor baseball stadium with stadium-style seating and I was a new/rookie player on a fictional professional baseball team, but I am not sure if it was a minor league baseball team or a major league baseball team (MLB).

The older/veteran players (one of them was the actor Dennis Haysbert) treated new/rookie players poorly and they would act like you did not exist the rest of the time and the coaches would usually not let you play, and so you would usually sit on the bench; and we ran out on the baseball field to play a baseball game against another team.

Our coach was a somewhat older somewhat over fat man with whitish colored skin wearing our teams vertical striped uniform (it was a whitish colored with maybe blueish colored vertical stripes) with a baseball hat/cap, and to my surprise he told me that I would be playing center field during this game because their older/veteran center field player was no longer playing for the team now (maybe he retired).

I was surprised and happy for the chance to play and center field was my favorite and best position that I used to play when I played baseball as a kid in the DY Baseball Little League(s), I was very good at playing in the outfield (especially center field), but the older/veteran players on the team like Mr. Haysbert made some negative comments to and about me because they did not like the thought of a new/rookie player getting to play.

The baseball game started at some point and the other team was up to bat and their first batter hit the ball and he got to first base, the second batter got up to bat and he hit a ground ball that went behind second base to the center field, and I quickly got it and I threw it to the second baseman; and he put out the player running to second base and he threw the ball to first base putting out the second player, and so I helped make a double play but the older/veteran players still pretended to not be impressed.

During the game I helped make several double-plays, triple-plays, and I caught a few balls that helped my team to stop the other team from scoring giving our team a chance to score; and I helped our team win the game and I was the most valuable player (MVP) of the game, the old/veteran players somewhat gave me a compliment while trying to pretend to not be impressed, and the coach was happy and he made me the new center fielder but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 3

The third/last dream took place in a multi-purpose building (the baseball stadium from the second dream was possibly in this same building), I either had several dreams of this place last night or there were more parts to this dream that I can not remember because I remember going to this building several times, either way this building was a combination of a college/post office/and probably several other types of buildings.

I remember being in the post office part of the building in the warehouse area where the post office workers sort the mail using a conveyor belt, they had on safety equipment like gloves/goggles/helmets/aprons, and I possibly walked into this part of the building because I possibly got lost because in another dream or another part of the dream this area was possibly a train/bus station or an airport where they sort your luggage.

I walked to the conveyor belt like I was looking for something as mail packages moved across it, but then I noticed several (probably three) medium-sized or large-sized brownish/tannish colored square boxes with the words “Help Me!” written/smeared on them in a red color/liquid/ink that was possibly blood; and there were clear tape over the words and the box to keep it closed and to protect the words it seemed.

I told a female worker and so she stopped the conveyor belt to investigate the boxes, it seemed that the red color/liquid/ink/blood was leaking on the conveyor belt a bit, and mentioned that it might be blood and I offered to help clean it up (which was stupid, even after I helped clean it I realized that what I did was stupid, because it was possibly a crime scene now and I accidentally tampered with/destroyed evidence); but the female worker told me that she would do it because non-workers were not supposed to do that or even be in this area, and so she went to get her cleaning supplies and to get her managers.

The female worker and her male and female managers who both had whitish colored skin with brownish colored hair and they were wearing suits walked over to investigate, the female worker sprayed the area with a cleaner that I was assuming to be bleach with chlorine, and I wiped the area with a fabric cloth/rag; and the female worker and her managers were covering their noses/mouths and complaining about the smell of the cleaner that she sprayed like it was too strong, but I could not smell it and it did not bother me.

They told me that I had to go but they thanked me for helping them clean and for reporting it, I then recommended that they keep this conveyor belt closed and warn the other workers and report this to the police so that they could investigate, and then they walked off to get away from the smell of the cleaner; and I walked out of the door that I used to enter this part of the building, and it led to a small area next to two water fountains with another door on the other side that I assumed was a women’s bathroom.

I needed to use the bathroom so I walked off to try to find a men’s bathroom, as I was walking across the hall/whatever this area seemed to be some of the college areas (I saw different doors to different areas that probably led to classrooms, the cafeteria, et cetera, and I walked in a room that I thought was the mens bathroom but it was a classroom with college students in it so I walked back into the hallway/whatever.

I saw a thin woman with whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair that was pinned(?) up who looked like a former female schoolmate of mine whose name I can not remember who looked somewhat like a younger version of the actress Kim Raver and I think that she possibly used to date my former male classmate JM and/or BH and/or another former male classmate of mine, and she was a year or two younger than us so she was not in our grade.

I only briefly got to see her face but she smiled at me like she remembered me and she looked familiar to me, she was dressed like she probably worked at the college part of the building, and so I decided that I would greet her because I was curious if she was my former schoolmate or not and I hoped that she knew where the bathroom was; but before attempting to greet her I tried to imagine what did her face look like when I briefly saw it as she walked by me, I thought about what I was say, and for some reason I was being overly cautious/shy/socially awkward about greeting her.

I remember imagining that her face looked much older than her body but that did not seem right/correct, I imagined her looking like/being Kim Raver which was possible, and then I tried to remember what my former schoolmate looked like exactly and what her name was; but I woke up before even attempting to greet her, actually she probably was already gone at this point, and I probably continued my search for the mens bathroom. 😀

The end,

-John Jr


11-5-2012 | Dream Fragments | Trying To Kill A Snake

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I remember part of four dream fragments that might have been one dream, with the first dream fragment taking place during the day in a fictional area that might have been in D, and I was either with or later helped some undercover police officers/agents who were after the leader of some South American or Mexican drug cartel whose name might have sounded something like Al-A-Zar (And maybe a last name that I can not remember).

There was an old multi-floor house near where the undercover agents arrived, it was being guarded by men with guns on the ground and on the roof, and there were three undercover agents; two men and one woman, and they walked near the house and called out the name of the leader, and asked the guards if he was there.

The guards pulled out their guns and were ready to shoot, I walked closer to the agents, and they pulled out their badges to warn the guards not to shoot; and the guards refused to say whether they recognized the name or not, or if that leader was there or not.

There was a stand-off between the guards and agents/I, with both groups showing their guns, we started to back away as the agents quietly called for the SWAT team/backup/and a warrant/permit to search the house; I waited with the agents for the backup to arrive, but that is all that I can remember.

The next dream fragment involved me driving to my grandfather’s house during the day and my mom was there along with one or more of my family members, and they had an ice cooler outside with some drinks in it; and some young family members of one of my former classmates, maybe MP, came to ask for some drinks in the ice cooler.


Small Trucks In The Road

Dream 1

I barely remember part of two dream fragments, with the first dream fragment involving an apartment or something like that, but that is all that I can remember.

Dream 2

The second dream fragment took place in D during the day and I was driving my automobile & my cousin DE was in my automobile as well, and we were driving past the Post Office.

DE noticed SS’s dad getting into his small truck to leave the Post Office, and I looked & saw SS’s dad’s truck but I could not see his dad since his seat was blocking my visibility.

We commented about how SS’s dad is often at the Post Office, and I mentioned how I did not know that SS’s dad was back in town until one day that I saw him at the Post Office; and we were confused about whether he was living in town or just coming into town to get the mail every-so-often, since he was supposed to be in T, while SS & MS were in K.

In the road near the Post Office exit were three small trucks blocking the road, three older men were in the trucks talking, but fortunately one of them moved their truck out of our way; and I continued driving.

At the train tracks was another small truck blocking our side of the road, and so I slowly drove around it; but we noticed some sick or dead looking people in the back of the truck & inside the truck except for the driver.

I asked the driver if they needed some help, he said no, that the others were sick after eating something; I asked him if he was sure that they did not need help, he said yes, and so I continued driving.

Downtown an early Christmas sale was beginning I think, so many people were walking around shopping, and so I parked my automobile; and I told DE that we should go look around to find some early gifts/gift ideas/stuff while the prices were low.

We started looking around some of the shops, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂


Staying At My Grandparent’s House

Last night I barely remember parts of my last dream, which took place at my grandparent’s house, and my grandmother was alive again; and I think that I was living at my grandparent’s house and maybe my family too.

I know that I saw my grandmother a few times in the dream and we talked a bit, but I can not remember what we talked about; I remember seeing her in the bedroom next to the door in the hallway, but she walked around to various parts of the house during the dream.

I think that things seemed pretty normal, like she had never even died, and the family felt closer again, like a real family/how things used to be, probably.

There was some talk about something that I can not remember and something happened that I can not remember, and there were some other people there who/whom I can not remember; this is a wild guess, but I think that it night-time, and someone went to drop a letter off at the Post Office.

There were some kids in the house but I can not remember who the kids were and my grandmother was helping them and doing other chores around the house, and some other family members and I were helping; I think that most of the dream was just normal family stuff, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂