At some point in this dream I was riding a bicycle along the highway that leads to the city of LC, I was returning to a slightly fictional nicer version of the city of D, and as I was entering the city I noticed a group of tourists (several adults with light and medium-color skin, and several little girls with light-color skin) from different countries riding bicycles along the highway behind me.
All that I can remember of the end of this dream is that I was inside a multi-purpose building that was part hospital and part college and part who knows what else, and at some point I was in an underground-like part of the building.
My former 3rd grade teacher Mrs. LB was over a group of people, I am not sure if I was in the group or not, and at some point I followed her to another area where she had some people working and doing some construction in an area that possibly seemed beach-like even though we were inside but I can not remember.
*Lazy notes from my mobile phone and slightly edited*
Daytime, two cars stop in the middle of a quiet street, I am not in the dream.
Bossy girl with light-color skin with long curly hair wearing a dress in the back car sends her sister to attack another girl with light-color skin in the street when both cars stop in street, maybe the cars stopped so that the other girl could leave with her mom who was possibly picking her up, but the sister can not attack the other girl because the other girl is so nice.
I woke up to use the bathroom and then I realized that it was time to get ready for work, and so I voice recorded barely part of the only dream that I can remember (even though I know that I had more dreams, but I can not remember them).
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day, and I was traveling by automobile or some other kind of vehicle with some of my family (my mom, one or more of my brothers, and two fictional elementary school age (maybe 4th – 5th grade) sisters with light-color skin with long yellow and / or brown straight hair and maybe one of them was named Ashley and maybe the other was named Nicole but I could be wrong; but I can not remember if my dad was with us are not), and I was driving.
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