The end of this dream took place in the evening, I was inside a fictional one-story building either in the alley or next to the alley by my parents yard, and I was there playing maybe a multiplayer virtual reality first-person shooter video game with a few family members.
More family members, friends of family members, and unknown people started to show up uninvited to join the game.
I think that I heard or thought of the song Famous by Mariuk during part of the dream and / or after waking up from the dream:
This dream took place during the day, I was with my mom driving around a slightly fictional version of the city of LC, and my mom dropped me off temporarily at a fictional version of the parking lot where the Kroger on 12 Street used to be; and she was going to pick me up later after driving somewhere else first.
I fell asleep on the couch and got awakened from my dreams by the sound of the door and I got in bed after seeing what it was without recording my dreams, I accidentally fell asleep in bed with my mobile phone and I got awakened from my dreams again when my mobile phone fell on the floor, and so I lost a variety of dreams and I only recorded some quick text notes of two dreams and I barely voice recorded the very end of another dream fragment.
Dream 1
This dream was inspired by me watching an episode of Sword Art Online (Season 1) before going to sleep, and so this dream involved a video game dream world that was probably a virtual reality massively multiplayer online role-playing game (VRMMORPG) that I was probably in and playing but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 1
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D, I am not sure but there is a possibility that a minor natural disaster had taken place and / or that the electricity was down and / or something, but I am not sure.
I just remember my parent’s sending me to get some supplies or something, and so I remember going by a fictional area with some warehouses that is sometimes in my dreams near where O’s Feed Store should be.
These warehouses have various things like auto repair shops, feed stores, junk and scrap places, tool stores, and more.
Anyway at some point I remember being outside in a place that looked like the yard of The E House, it was rough-looking and the laundry building was bigger and more warehouse-like, and some rough country-looking men were running a business selling supplies here.
There were other people in line trying to get basic supplies like ice, ice coolers, tools, maybe some food, and other things so I waited my turn.
The men running this place seemed to give off a bit of a dangerous vibe like they were also involved in some organized crime or they ran their business more like a gang, and when it was my turn I had to enter the building to meet the assumed boss to tell him what I was there for and he would decide if they would sell to me or not it seemed.
The assumed boss looked like a rough dangerous country version of the actor Mickey Rourke with long wet-like yellow hair, and he was sitting on a bucket or something at the back of the building.
I told him what I was there to buy, I can not remember what, and he probably refused to do business with me because he did not know me but I convinced him to at least let me buy one or two basic supplies (I probably told him about how I grew up around this neighborhood and because this looked like or was the yard of The E House, I told him about how my mom’s family owned this land or used to) and then I was allowed to go outside the building to buy something.
My dad showed up and so did a fictional man with light-color skin with short yellow and / or brown hair who I knew as either a former fictional classmate and / or neighbor and / or something like that, and after buying the stuff we walked back home together.
I remember walking with them through a fictional neighborhood that we lived in, right before we reached the street that we lived on we noticed a barbecue pit (grill) near the street in a neighbor’s yard that was lit and cooking something we assumed, and then I noticed the tree above it catch fire from the heat and because it was very dry outside like maybe we had a drought or something.
I yelled for my dad and the man to warn the neighbors so they ran in front of the house yelling for the neighbors to call emergency services because the tree in their yard was on fire, and so the neighbors called emergency services while we backed away as the fire quickly spread to the next tree.
But I woke up.
Dream 2
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was back in the dream world from the 1st dream, and so I went to check on the fire situation to see what the end result was.
But that is all that I can remember of this dream.
Dream 3
All that I can remember of this dream is that I was working at my shelver job at The BP Library, and an older female patron with light-color skin with short white / gray hair walked over to me asking for help connecting to the internet on a mobile device (maybe a tablet computer and / or mobile phone and / or laptop).
She was not trying to connect to the library’s internet, she was trying to figure out how to connect to the wireless internet (Wi-Fi) at her house when she is at home because it was not working, and so she hoped that someone could help her figure this out.
She told me that she can connect to the library’s wireless internet when she is there, but she it does not work with her own wireless internet at home.
I asked her some questions trying to help her troubleshoot this problem, but she was not sure if she had a cable modem or DSL modem or some kind of other type of internet connection.
I guessed that she probably had a DSL modem / router and that she probably just needed to look at the sticker on it and use the password typed on it so that she could connect to her wireless internet, and so I told her this.
It was almost time for me to get off of work so I offered to stop by her house to troubleshoot this problem, but I woke up.
The end,
-John Jr
The Artist’s Eye
The Daily Post had a Daily Prompt today called The Artist’s Eye, and the questions were:
Is there a painting or sculpture you’re drawn to?
What does it say to you?
Describe the experience.
(Or, if art doesn’t speak to you, tell us why.).
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