A Motel | JB’s Cast And Crutch

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that my brother GC and I drove to another city to spend a day or two there, and I remember us staying at a motel that was possibly on the outskirts of the city.

I can not remember most of the dream, I just remember that at some point we left the motel either very late at night or very early in the morning, and we arrived back at our parents house either very late at night or very early in the morning.

The Prime Minister Of Japan Kissing Women In A Village

I remembered one or more other dreams last night but I kept going back to sleep without voice recording them, and so now I can only barely remember the end of my last dream from last night.

All that I can remember of the end of this dream from last night is that I was possibly inside a dimly lit or dark room watching maybe a low-quality video, and this assumed low-quality and / or strange-looking video was filmed in an unknown country.

A Broken Football

I slept pretty good last night and I forgot most of my dreams, but I remember part of my last dream which took place during the day in a fictional city.

I was outside in a field near a small building with several people, a man who looked like or was my former classmate SS was there too, and some of us were playing around with a football that belonged to a man who was there.

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