Wow! I did not know about the medicine drop-off locations, I did not know about the medication disposal pouches, and I did not know that they had medication lock bags available to the community.
I do not feel like typing my dreams today and so I will not waste much time, all that I can remember of the first dream is that it took place during the day inside my parent’s house, and I was in the living room with my brother GC possibly trying to play some video games.
At some point in the dream I thought that I saw a shadow of a person move outside the window near the back door, so I got up to investigate, but then the older daughter who used to live in The G House entered the living room from the laundry room to our surprise/confusion; and then her younger sister entered the living room from the glass doors to the dining room.
I can not remember if they said anything or not, I just remember them looking bored like they were waiting on something/someone, and I remember my mom saying something to them about maybe not disturbing us or something like that; but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream was a pretty deep dream I think, it is unclear but I think that it took place during the day in a dream world where one or more major disasters happened like zombie-like attacks, and the dream world had a somewhat strange-looking/feeling environment (maybe somewhat surreal) and part of the dream world seemed to be based on some of my dreams that are somewhat inspired by the Fallout video games.
It seemed that many people were dead and/or gone and/or hiding in this dream world, you had to be cautious of threats from other people and maybe zombie-like entities, and I remember wandering around the dream world in mostly open areas away from cities looking for somewhere safe and/or for a group of people to join with and/or to help people; and I came across various people I knew like some of my former classmates like my former male classmate JR and maybe my former female classmate CW as I wandered, but none of them joined me.
I wandered alone until I reached the edge of a city with a lake/river/whatever and docks separating the open wilderness area where I was from the city, there were buildings/businesses along the docks, and so I was going to search this outer area of the city for somewhere safe because normally it was more dangerous further inside cities.
I swam or somehow crossed the lake/water to the docks, there was a small clothing boutique in this area that I was going to explore first, but to my surprise several scared women with light-medium brownish colored skin walked outside of it when they saw me; and one of them was a bit old so I assumed that she was the grandmother, and that the other women were her granddaughters.
I told them that I was not going to hurt them but then in the distance I saw two men with whitish colored skin looking around, I was not sure if they were dangerous or not, and so I told the women about them and I suggested that we hide and get ready to defend ourselves and the building if necessary; and so I ran into the boutique with them, we started trying to close and lock the doors after I suggested it, but one of the doors would not close or lock so we had to run hide with it still open because the two men were approaching.
I ran into a room and I ducked down to hide, I picked up a metal fork/pick-like utensil from the floor that is used to flip barbecue because I needed a weapon (I was somewhat afraid that they had guns, that they were dangerous, and that I would have to fight them with only a fork/whatever 😀 ), and then I heard the two men enter the boutique; and after waiting for them to get a bit closer and after building up enough courage/energy I looked up again to prepare to approach them with my weapon but I was surprised to see that the room was now full of boys, young men, and men (coaches) for maybe a baseball team all wearing light blueish and whitish colored baseball uniforms.
The two men seemed to have been scouting for a safe building for the team to hide in, I approached the group to talk to them and my former male classmate CB was among them, and then the women came out of hiding when I told them that it was safe; and then I sat down on a wooden bench to talk to my former classmate CB, he seemed to know a lot about me and he provided some comic relief, and I remember us talking about various things.
I remember telling him that I met our former classmates JR and CW during my journey, he told me that he did not like our former classmate JR and that our former classmate JR did not really like us, and somehow he knew that I used to like our former female classmate CW back when we were in high school and he mentioned this asking me about what happened when we met again and he made some jokes about this.
Then our conversation became deep and emotional when he asked me a certain question that I can not remember, I paused and I took some deep breaths as emotions and memories overcame me of the zombie-like creatures attacking my family and others and I, and the many horrors of the disaster and how they effected/affected me; and I started trying to stop myself from crying, and I remember my voice breaking up and I had to keep pausing because I could not talk.
I probably cried a bit as I talked about the hatred and many emotions that I had felt after the zombie-like attacks, I told my former classmate CB that I used to have a lot of hatred for those creatures, and that hate had started to consume me as I probably wandered around trying to get revenge by killing all of the zombies/whatever that I could find (I assume that they killed my family); and that my hatred grew so much that one day I realized that I needed to let it go, and that this hatred was destroying me.
Somehow I finally let the hatred go and I instantly felt better and I started focusing on trying to live instead of focusing on revenge and death and despair et cetera, my former classmate CB listened to my story, and he said a few things and then he lifted the mood again; and our conversation continued in a more positive direction, but I woke up.
Last night I barely remember part of my last dream, which took place in a dimly lit auditorium, and a variety of activities were taking place in various sections of the auditorium; which was not like any auditorium that I have been to before, it had different rooms connected to it.
I can not remember what happened at first or which activities I saw, but I do remember that my former classmate JW had a section where you could pay to watch insect fights or something strange like that; it cost $2 a fight for the cheapest fight, and I remember paying him $2, since he was trying to raise some money for something.
The fight I paid for was cancelled, all the events at the auditorium were cancelled, until the FBI or a similar agency could come test the safety of a former FBI or similar agency explosive-like compound that was to be used for fireworks or something for entertainment purposes; and the entire auditorium was on lock down.
The FBI or a similar agency were already arriving at the auditorium and questioning people and gathering materials for tests.
The explosive-like compound was designed by the FBI or a similar agency in the past, but was recently allowed to be sold to non-agency members; but oddly they had not tested the compound’s safety when used for entertainment purposes before making it legal to sale.
Afraid of a possible accident, they came to avoid a possible accident, and so they were going to finally test the compound like they should have done before making it legal.
Many of the vendors and others at the auditorium were angry about the auditorium temporarily being closed, but they could do nothing but complain; as agents walked around the entire auditorium, and then I woke up.
-John Jr 🙂
The last few days I have been busy editing my blog and I have not taken the time to type my dreams, so I will briefly type parts of a few.
I remember having several dreams where I found a painting of The Young Shepherdess by the artist William-Adolphe Bouguereau in each of them, In each of those dreams I found that to be interesting, but I did not explore the paintings or think about them much; these dreams were positive, and I think that every dream and/or part of dream after a painting of The Young Shepherdess is in it, probably almost always is positive and I am not attacked so it like it is a symbol of safety/a safe zone or something.