All that I can remember of this dream is that I was at a fictional raised version of my parents house with most of my family including my new baby nephew WC, the house was in a fictional neighborhood & city, and at some point my mom & I walked outside.
While we were outside I started to notice fire explosions in the sky & falling from the sky hitting our neighborhood & city, which caused a panic, and during this disaster / emergency many people started trying to evacuate to one or more shelters.
I did not record this dream or really think about it all day and I had to get out of bed quickly, and so now I can not remember most of it.
I am not sure if the dream was about someone else and / or me, there was a man (maybe me and / or another man), and he was with a group of people and he almost seemed like their prisoner but maybe he was just being sheltered / protected by them.
I got in bed late but I still had some dreams, I kept waking up and going back to sleep without recording them though, and so now I can only barely remember part of the end of my last dream.
The forgotten parts of the dream took place during the day and I remember being outside, but that is all that I can remember of those parts of the dream for now but I will type anything that I remember here later if I do remember something.
The end of the dream involved people taking shelter like maybe a disaster or emergency of some kind was taking place, and I guess I was among the people but I am not sure.
Ms. Dillard was there along with her personal assistant Alex Wesley and maybe some bodyguards, and I remember her talking with us.
Ms. Dillard was using this situation to help her image for political reasons et cetera, she felt that the disaster or emergency would not last more than a day, and so she was willing to use her building as a shelter for such a short time only.
The building that we were taking shelter in was possibly Harlem’s Paradise, but I can not remember.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
While doing professional development at work today one of the topics was reducing anxiety, and then suddenly a memory came to my mind that possibly was a dream fragment from last night.
My memory was a quick unclear flashback of an unknown woman, whose appearance I could not make out, talking with me about what seemed to be anxiety et cetera.
She was disappointed in the way that I was handling that, and she was giving me some advice that also matched up with part of today’s professional development which is probably why this memory came back to me.
She told me to not worry or care about what other people think and about things that I can not control and / or something like that.
I acknowledged some of the wisdom in her words but I replied that it was easier said than done, I started to explain why I think that I struggle with this, and I probably asked for advice but that is all that came to me in this sudden flash of a memory.
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place during a gray day and the weather was getting bad, and it seemed that a bad storm was on its way.
I was riding in maybe a car with my former male classmates JB and MT (who are both cousins, not my cousins, but they are cousins), my former classmate JB was driving and my former classmate MT was in the front passenger’s seat.