I had several dreams that I woke up remembering, I did not bother to record them or try to remember them, and so now I barely remember part of two dreams.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it probably involved me traveling around one or more cities, I probably stayed at one or more locations, and I probably went shopping; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
I remembered at least four of my dreams, each time that I woke up I thought that I was recording them, but I really was only semi-daydreaming / semi-dreaming that I typed my dreams on my mobile phone; and so most of my dreams are forgotten now, even most of the two dreams that I barely remember part of.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved a political campaign, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This was maybe the main dream of the night but I did not record it in time to save most of it, and so I barely remember a few fragments of it.
There was possibly a college-like place, maybe a dorm or apartment, and maybe I went to bathroom.
Maybe there were showers and tubs in this bathroom among the usual things, various things happened during this as I possibly tried to find a place to use the bathroom and / or take a shower or bath, and maybe I talked to one or more people during this.
But that is all that I can remember now even though I know that there was much more to this dream.
This dream took place at The BP Library and I was working at my shelver job, I saw and spoke to several of my coworkers like my coworker Mr. CF, and then Mr. CF walked off to do a patrol because he is the security guard.
My brother GC was working at the desk by the teen section, and my female coworker JB was working at a fictional desk to the right of the new adult book section in the middle of the library closer to the front but not past the front desk.
I was working in the new adult book section when JB started talking to me from her desk even though I was all the way on the other side of the new adult book section, and she was complaining to me about one or more situations that happened at work that involved my brother GC.
JB said that sometimes my brother GC helps with some of the library programs, and she told me about an incident that happened at the last library program where my brother GC was reading something as part of the program that had some cursing and other bad language in it.
JB said that was not appropriate for a library program and that children were there, I agreed, but I doubted that my brother had written that or would have intentionally done that; and I assumed that he had just read whatever he was told to read.
I started to ask JB about this trying to learn more details, I then went to ask her if she wanted me to talk to my brother GC about this, but I woke up.
I probably only got about three hours of sleep last night and I did not voice record my dreams, and so now I barely remember part of one dream.
This dream was inspired by the Netflix television series Luke Cage, which I have been watching an episode of each day until I finish this season, and it involved a man who seemed to be based on the character Luke Cage.