Last night I several dreams that I remembered part of but each time that I woke up to use the bathroom I did not voice record these dreams or think about them, and so I forgot all of them after going back to sleep and dreaming several times so now I can only barely remember part of my last dream and I can not even remember most of it now because I did not think about it or voice record it when I had the chance.
I think that this dream was inspired by the Japanese animated (anime) television series JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure, which I watched an episode of last night (I have only seen the first two episodes so far), and during at least one part of the dream I remember hearing the song Roundabout by the music group (band) Yes which is the ending song for this anime during the ending credits.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day, I remember walking to the backyard of the house where my uncle CE used to live, and I saw him there.
The backyard was cleaner and it had more grass than it used to, it seemed that he had moved most of the junk, but I noticed a dead bald eagle on the ground so I asked him about it.
He said that he shot and killed it with a pellet gun or BB gun (air gun) because it had been destroying some of his crops, I was shocked because I thought that it was illegal to kill bald eagles and I did not agree with what he did, but I did not say anything.
The next thing that I remember is playing maybe professional American Football outside for a NFL team in the Super Bowl or a playoff game for the Super Bowl, and my team was not a good team and we were expected to lose against the team that we were playing according to the announcers and even my own team did not expect to win. 😀
We seemed to be playing on a field that looked like a larger version of my uncle CE’s backyard, I remember my team having low morale and looking defeated, but things changed when I blocked and intercepted a pass made by the other team’s quarterback.
We were all so shocked that the announcers, my team, the other team, the coaches, the crowd, referees, and I did not even know that I had intercepted the ball at first so I was standing there with the football in my hands about to hand it to the referee when I realized that I could run for a touchdown. 😀
Once we all realized this everyone’s facial expressions changed and I started running for a touchdown as the other team tried to tackle me but I was too far ahead for them to reach me, everyone was going wild and my team’s morale went up and we felt that we might even be able to win, and I got a touchdown.
Later I made another big play and maybe my team was winning or close to catching up, the other team was confused and shocked by what was happening, but my team and the announcers and the crowd were loving it but I can not remember the rest of this part of the dream.
The next part of the dream involved me going to a one-story windowless building that reminded me of the old flea market that used to be near the D Y Ice Cream Factory in the city of D, and I met a fictional former female classmate of mine who I used to be friend’s with who I had not seen in many years.
She looked and acted different now and she looked and acted like a bad attitude version of the actress Aubrey Plaza, she had a small maybe whitish colored dog with her, and a female friend of hers who had whitish colored skin with maybe yellowish colored hair.
I greeted her and we all were going to go inside the building but I stopped to ask her about her dog telling her that maybe I had an allergy or dislike to dogs who smelled badly from poor cleaning, I asked if she would agree to keeping her dog clean or something like that, and she angrily agreed.
We went inside the dimly lit building to maybe watch a sport or something like that but I can not remember, at some point we went to her parent’s house, and this was my first time visiting there in many years since we were kids.
I remembered that her mom had some old partial wood-grain music players and various music albums on old cassettes, 8-tracks, LP records, and more.
There was a certain song that I could not remember by a female music artist whose name I could not remember, I think that the song and voice possibly reminded me of the music artist Sophie B. Hawkins, but I was not even sure in the dream but I knew that I would remember it if I heard the song again.
The house was dimly lit and we went to a large rectangular living room or family room with couches near a hallway that passed behind the couches that led to other parts of the house, carpet, and the music stuff along the back wall and things looked exactly like I had remembered them.
Most of the equipment looked like it was from the 1980s, 1990s, and earlier and things were clean and in good condition.
At some point a short older woman with whitish colored skin with short curly hair entered the room to say something to my fictional former classmate, I did not recognized her but I assumed that this was her mother who now looked much different, and I wondered if she recognized me (probably not).
I thought about some of the old memories that I had, how my former classmate used to look different and she used to be nicer, and how her mom used to let us listen to her music.
Those were some nice memories, I wondered if I would figure out the song that I wanted to hear again, but I woke up as I was thinking.
I did not voice record this dream so I can not remember most of it unfortunately and it is pretty unclear now, but I know that it was realistic and nice at times.
The dream took place during a nice sunny day with a richer yellowish colored sunlight than normal and part of the dream involved my parent’s house and yard, the alley by their yard, and the no longer abandoned house and yard by the alley.
I went to all of those places, including the inside of the no longer abandoned house, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
In another part of the dream I was with my parent’s and we drove out to the country to visit an old place that I had memories of, we had not been to this place in many years, and it seemed to maybe be a fictional version of FB Church that my dad used to be the pastor of.
It was empty and no one else was there but us, I had memories of this place that seemed so real, and being there felt so real and I had those feelings that you get when visiting a place that you have not seen in many years.
The only light inside was the nice sunlight coming from the windows which was nice, my parent’s and I talked about old memories and looked around, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
My favorite part of this dream is also unclear unfortunately, I remember going to a house that probably was almost like the house from the first dream where my fictional former female classmate lived but it was better lit with windows where some sunlight from the outside could come through, and I met a young woman with whitish colored skin with reddish colored hair and her sister who had whitish and maybe yellowish colored skin with long blackish colored hair maybe pinned back with bangs in the front who I thought was a former fictional classmate and/or schoolmate of mine who possibly looked somewhat like Lauren Vogelbaum from HowStuffWorks.
I remember the three of us talking and having a good conversation but I can not remember what we talked about or what happened, and at some point the younger sister left while the older sister and I waited in a bedroom.
I remember the room having nice sunlight coming through the curtains, at some point we were laying on a bed relaxing and talking, and this was very nice.
I remember just laying on my back enjoying the moment when I started to wonder or feel that I might be interested in the older sister, who I thought was a former classmate or schoolmate of mine, and I remember looking at her and wondering if it was just me enjoying the moment or if I really had these feelings but I was confused and not sure.
I was about to just push this thought away as a mistake on my part but then I noticed the older sister looking back at me like she was thinking the same thing, I probably asked her if something was wrong or something like that, and she moved closer to me face-to-face while looking me in the eyes softly.
She smiled and she softly put her hand on my face feeling my skin and then my hair, she responded to my question that everything was good or something like that, and she made some comments about my skin and hair and she probably asked me the same question.
I put my hand on her face softly and then her hair feeling both and I made some comments about them and I answered her question as we looked each other in the eyes softly while smiling, but instead of enjoying this moment further I decided to stop and ask her some questions because I am the cautious type and things were moving so fast and I was confused about my feelings and I was confused about whether she was my former schoolmate or not and I like to know more about people and because I probably felt that maybe something was wrong.
I started asking her basic questions trying to learn about her, one question was how old was she and I think that she said that she was almost nineteen or was nineteen years old but I could not hear or understand what she had said exactly so that was just my guess based on what I thought that I heard, and I was shocked and confused and it made no sense because she looked a lot older and I thought that she was older and she probably looked my age or older.
This made me feel weird because that would definitely make her too young in my opinion to ever consider having a romantic relationship with her because she would still be a kid at that age to me or compared to me, I wondered if I had misunderstood what she said or if she was just lying to make herself sound a lot younger, and so I asked her if she could repeat what she said because I could not understand what she said.
I remember thinking many things as I sat there confused and shocked as I waited for her response, but I woke up before I could hear her answer.