Once again I had many short, detailed, and interesting dreams last night; and once again I forgot a few of them, but I managed to remember part of four of the dreams after constantly waking up and going back to sleep at the end but I might remember part of a fifth dream later.
All that I can remember of this dream is being inside my parent’s house, which was a bit larger and nicer in some areas, and a terrible storm was taking place outside; and my family was spread around the house in different rooms, and I was in my brother GC’s room with the actress Sofía Vergara trying to keep her calm because she was very scared of the storm.
The sounds of the storm were a bit scary and at some point the storm because even worse and more strange when what seemed to be small meteors/whatever started falling from the sky hitting things; and some were hitting the house and going through the ceiling causing sparks as they burnt up and hit things, and I did what I could to warn the rest of my family and keep Mrs. Vergara safe.
The meteor shower/whatever probably calmed down after a while but the storm was still going, everyone in the house was still alive and well but scared, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day outside my parent’s yard on the grass outside of the fence of The B House of our neighbor’s who live across the street, I was relaxing in this area with some of my family like maybe it was the morning after the storm from the first dream, and wife and son at The B House were outside on their small front porch enjoying the outdoors as well.
I remember us greeting our neighbors and we sat relaxing and talking a bit like we were glad to be alive and outside again, it a positive and somewhat strange experience/mood to this dream, and at some point my family started to walk back toward our yard so I followed them; but I woke up.
This was my longest and most detailed and favorite dream from last night, it was personal sometimes and realistic sometimes and movie-like sometimes, and this dream also involved a terrible and scary storm at the end.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day at a shopping mall on a beach, I remember walking around the mall exploring and thinking several times, and at some point I went inside an arcade in the mall; and I looked around at the different arcade games as people played them, and there were some old hand-held games mounted on the walls that you could play as well.
It was like being in the 1980s and 1990s again, I probably played some games and thought about old memories, and at some point my fun was interrupted when I saw my former male schoolmate SW; for some reason I did not want to be seen or bothered, it was nothing personal, and so my mood became a bit negative and I tried to avoid him seeing me.
There were sitting areas where you could sit and eat, drink, and talk; and there were some sitting/laying areas, and so I went to the laying area to lay down to pretend to be sleeping hoping that my former schoolmate SW would not notice me or bother me or that he would leave eventually.
At some point he probably saw me and so I left without saying anything, across from the arcade I saw a shoe store with some old posters/images of me wearing some whitish and blackish colored fake Air Jordan’s (shoes by the basketball player Michael Jordan), and there were three posters/images of me in the past with dates on each image/poster showing which years they were taken.
This brought back real and fake memories from when I had some cheap blackish and whitish colored $20 shoes that looked almost like Air Jordan’s back when I was in maybe 6th grade, I took them back though because they got too much attention because people kept thinking that they were real Air Jordan’s, and I had some possibly fake memories of having some Shaquille O’Neal shoes that looked almost like Air Jordan’s.
I also wondered how did this store have images of me wearing those shoes from years ago, this also made me want to see and try some of those shoes again, but at some point I kept walking and thinking on my way to leave the mall; and at some point I walked outside toward the beach to leave by walking on the sidewalk.
I saw Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson to the right of me either on the sidewalk or on the beach by the sidewalk, to my left on the beach I saw a male lifeguard with whitish colored skin, and I saw other people on the sidewalk and beach; but then my former female classmate N (I forgot her last name even though I remembered it earlier today, she had brownish colored skin with dark-colored hair, and she wore glasses) greeted me, but then we saw a giant tidal wave or tsunami in the sky heading toward the beach and land.
It was so high in the sky that I have never seen anything like it before, everyone stopped in shock and fear and confusion and amazement, and then Mr. Johnson and my former classmate N and I and some others were going to run to the mall hoping to avoid getting crushed; but the lifeguard told us to stay where we were.
The giant tidal wave was going to be landing in a few seconds and so we would only have time to reach the mall, we decided to not wait, and most of us started running for our lives to the mall; and some of us made it inside, and we continued running trying to reach the upper floors before the water fills the building.
My former classmate N ran with me, Mr. Johnson made it inside but I am not sure which direction he went in, and a group of mostly upper class British school girls from a private school and their male teacher and female teacher ran with us as well; and to my right I found a wooden entrance to an upper floor that was a small middle class British private school made of nicely carved wood mostly, and so the school girls and their teachers and my former classmate N and some other people followed me as water started to fill the first floor.
Most of the people started to sit down as some of us tried to see if this floor went any higher up, I remember hearing some of the school girls saying that one of them was probably going to not like this school because it was not upper class enough and it was too small, and most of the other people were trying to calm themselves.
This was like a disaster movie that felt real and movie-like, I was focused on trying to survive and help other people survive, and so I knew that we had survived getting crushed and now we needed to get as high up as we could to avoid drowning as the water level quickly rises; but I woke up.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day and I remember being outside near the G House with my parent’s because my mom’s side of the family were gathering together for a meeting and then a family gathering, and I remember going inside a narrow building/room near where the R Trailer should be for the meeting.
The room had stadium-style seating that went from the bottom of the room to the top, I sat near the top with my parent’s and my former male classmate (I remembered his name this morning but I forgot it now, he had dark brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair, and another one of my classmates had a name that was similar to his) was suddenly sitting behind me even though he is not a family member; and even in the dream I was confused about him being there, and I wondered where he came from.
During the meeting my mom talked briefly and a fictional male family member with dark brownish colored skin with short blackish colored hair kept making rude and snarky comments at and about my mom, it was slowly becoming annoying, and my former classmate got angry; and he told me that I should not let him talk about my mom like that, I agreed, and he was about to get up to go deal with him but I thanked him and told him that I would talk to him myself after the meeting.
My former classmate kept close and he was very supportive during the dream, giving advice and watching my back and he was ready to deal with anyone causing problems (he was like undercover dream security), and after the meeting I calmly talked to my fake family member about his rudeness toward my mom; and this was handled peacefully, even though my former classmate felt like beating him up and I somewhat felt like it too, but that goes against my beliefs.
After talking with some other family members we went outside, there was going to be a break, and then we would start preparing for the family gathering; but I woke up, and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
This dream was a short reoccurring dream that I kept having as I kept waking up and going back to sleep, it was like being in quicksand, I wanted to get out of bed but I could not and I kept going back to sleep; but I can not remember what kept happening in this reoccurring dream other than a male voice telling me something.