A French Commercial Outside The BP Library And Going To A Medical Clinic

I slept well last night and I forgot all of my dreams except for part of the end of my last dream, there was more that happened in the dream that I can not remember, and so most of the dream is missing.

I think that something happened earlier in the dream where I was helping with something and/or I helped save something but I can not remember, I just remember at the end of the dream that I was in the city of D during a nice sunny day with other people, and we were standing outside in the parking lot across the street from the front of the BP Library.

I can not remember what we were doing but I think that we were having a gathering sponsored by the BP Library, and eventually I remember us watching a French commercial made by a French company who seemed to be trying to sell maybe a website / blog making program and/or theme(s) and/or something like that to the BP Library.

The commercial had French and English text and probably audio with music, there was a slide-show of images of various website/blog layouts and/or themes showing images of the BP Library in the header area, and so it seemed that the French company was hinting at the various ways that the BP Library could use their software/theme(s) for their website/blog.

The website / blog theme(s) looked outdated to me like something from the 1990s or early 2000s so I was not very impressed, but I was a bit impressed by the presentation of the commercial; and after watching the commercial I walked off to a small one-story medical clinic for a certain reason(s), but I forgot why I was going there.

I had memories of going to this medical clinic before like I have dreamed of it before and/or like I went there before in real life but I am not sure if either of those is correct/true or not, and the medical clinic was in a quiet neighborhood.

In the small yard of the medical clinic next to the sidewalk was a dog with floppy ears who looked like maybe a Basset Hound mix and the dog was sitting on the grass without a chain, and it did a quick weak bark at me and it stood up; and so I stood there so that the dog could realize that it had met me before because I had memories of meeting this dog before.

Suddenly a boy with dark brownish colored skin with short blackish colored hair walking his dog without a leash walked up the sidewalk behind me, and then the dog ran toward them to bark at them; and so I told the boy to hold his dog and put him on a leash if he had one, and so the boy put his dog back on its leash.

The boy then yelled the name of the dog barking at us and the dog stopped barking and it walked near the steps of the medical clinic and it laid on the ground to go to sleep, I said a few things to the boy, and then he continued walking his dog up the sidewalk.

I quietly walked past the sleeping dog but it woke up and did a quick weak bark at me, but then it realized that it had met me before; and then it went back to sleep, and I walked inside the medical clinic.

The lobby was empty and I saw several desks and I saw an obese man with glasses who looked a bit like my dead former high school assistant principal Mr. H walking down a hallway that was behind the desks, he saw me, and he told me to sign-in at his desk which he pointed to; and he told me that he would be back in a moment.

I saw a tore dark reddish and golden-colored candy wrapper-like piece of paper/plastic that had a line where you could write your name but the other lines were torn off, I signed my name, and I waited in confusion for the man to return.

The man returned and he greeted me as he sat at his desk and he asked me if I had signed-in, I told him about the torn paper/plastic that I signed my name on, and he realized that it was torn and that he was out of sign-in papers; and so I told him that I should have medical records at their medical clinic because I have been there before, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr