A Family Gathering At A Hotel / House / Apartment-Like Building

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I forgot my other dreams and most of this dream after getting awakened multiple times without voice recording my dreams before going back to sleep, and so now I can only remember parts of this dream from last night.

All that I can remember of this dream now is that some of my family and I were inside a nice modern multi-story hotel / house / apartment-like building, and many family members from my mom’s side of the family (like my female cousin DE, most of my aunts and uncles, and many of my cousins) and some fictional family members and some unknown people were there with us as well for some kind of unknown family gathering (maybe a family reunion or something like that, but who knows).

We were on an upper floor that had several large nice modern hotel / apartment / house-like rooms that were all connected through openings and / or open doors that allowed us to walk around easily to each room to visit with each other, and so each room was like its own hotel / apartment room or house.

There was a nice large balcony that connected to several of these rooms that had a nice view to the outside, I can not remember how it looked outside exactly, but I do know that we had a nice view of natural scenery from the windows and glass doors and balcony.

I can not remember most of the details of the dream but I assume that we picked rooms, unpacked, talked, ate, drank, played games, played video games, watched television, and more.

I remember us having fun and that the mood was very positive, and at some point the sun was starting to set so we went outside on the balcony to enjoy the beautiful scenery and sunset.

It was a very beautiful and enjoyable experience watching the sunset with everyone being in a good mood, and even when others went back inside I stayed outside on the balcony a bit longer to continue enjoying it.

At some point I went back inside and eventually I started helping some family members try to find a picture, and I ended up searching for the picture with two unknown young men with medium-color skin who seemed to be college athletes who I assumed to either know some of my family members or that they were unknown family members.

I remember one of the young men walking so close behind me that his body was touching up against mine as we walked down a hall to search different rooms for the picture, and this annoyed and confused me about why he was walking so close to me.

I was going to say something about this to let him know to stop walking so close behind me but I managed to turn and make some space right before I was going to say something or I did say something to him about this and he stopped walking so close to me, but I can not remember which.

I am not sure if we found the picture or not, and the next part of the dream is confusing because I remember walking outside during the day in my parent’s neighborhood on my way back to my parent’s house where some of my family and some of my family members and some unknown people were.

Before I could reach the yard an unknown unstable woman with dark-color skin with long black hair entered the yard approaching people who were standing outside in my parent’s yard, and she was looking for a certain pimp.

I wanted to avoid her so I kept my distance waiting for a chance to walk around the long way and sneak inside the house, and I heard and saw her walking up on people asking them if they knew where the pimp was in an unstable way.

There were possibly some people with dark-color skin dressed like stereotypical pimps among the people outside, and she walked up on several of them thinking that they knew where he was or that they were the pimp that she was looking for but they were not the pimp she was looking for; or there was one man who matched that description who I saw but she had not seen him yet as she questioned people, and I assumed that some drama would go down once she found him.

I did not want to get involved so I walked through the gate by the mailbox to sneak into the house while the woman was distracted, I probably started to let people inside the house know about the woman outside, and I probably asked if there was a pimp here but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


A Chevy (Chevrolet) Blazer Gets Stolen?

I only remember the end of my last dream, which took place in D, and I was driving in a white colored Chevy (Chevrolet) Blazer and my brother GC was with me; and I was driving.

I can not remember the beginning of the dream and so I do not know where we were going or why, but we drove on the highway going near the B Plant, and GC & I were talking as I drove; and we stopped on the side of the road not far from the B Plant for some reason.

We got out of the Blazer and started walking & talking up the road, I wanted to explain & show something to GC, I think the sun was starting to set a bit; and we walked to the entrance gate of the B Plant.

We turned around and went to walk back to the Blazer, but it was gone to our surprise; and so we started looking for it.

I thought that I took the keys out and had them in my pocket, so someone must have hot wired it, and while we were walking I might have seen a white Blazer pass by thinking that it belonged to someone else; and I started to get angry/frustrated/a bit worried/annoyed/et cetera.

We had to walk back home but the walk was super short thanks to unrealistic jumps in time and/or short distances that are common in dreams, well we walked to my grandfather’s yard to stop & think about what to do, during our search.

I hoped that the Blazer had OnStar (whatever) so that I could call them and have them track the location of the Blazer, we came up with a few more ideas, but I woke up before I could try any of those ideas.

The end,

-John Jr


The Two-Story Mobile Home

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The night before last I remembered my last dream, which was very short and started with me in a two-story mobile home, I think.

I was in a sunroom that was in the back of the house and I could see through the windows in the room, but there were curtains so I could not see that well; the house was a fictional version of the mobile home across the street from my parent’s house.

I saw what appeared to be my grandfather’s truck leaving the back yard and the sun was close to setting, I thought about closing the curtains, but I decided not too.

I then walked from the sunroom to what appeared to be a family room and to my surprise the ceiling was tall and I saw two stairways leading to a second floor that only covered half of the house, so I guess that second floor was only the master bedroom with bathroom probably.

The family room was large and had a rectangular shape to it with a couch in the middle of the room and behind the stairways were two openings that led to the front of the house; which probably had the living room, kitchen, dining room, laundry room, and guest bathroom.

The house looked pretty bare, it was like this was my first time being in the house and we or I was or were about to move in; I saw and heard no one else in the house.

I looked around surprised by how much space there was and then I started to walk up the stairway to see what was up there, but looking down across the family room, I noticed a hallway on the left side of the room; on the wall in the hallway I saw a painting that was the size of an average human and it appeared to be The Young Shepherdess painting but it appeared to be hand painted by someone other than the original artist.

I decided to walk over to see it, I was so surprised to see a painting especially one so large and especially one of my favorite paintings, but as I walked over there I heard someone knocking on the door in the sun room.

I paused wondering if I should ignore the knocking and go look at the painting or should I answer the door, but I woke up.

In the real world my mom was knocking on the door and so that was the knocking I heard in the dream, I find that interesting when things like that happen.

The end,
-John Jr 🙂