I was getting dressed to go on a roadtrip with my family. I had Niagara Falls in my mind as I was putting on my clothes. As I walked out the door I saw my family leave without me. Guess I took too long to get dressed. I turned around and got worried I may have been locked out of the house. I realized my key was still in my bedroom. The front door had double doors. One was locked, one was left open a bit but was locked. I was able to get in because someone failed to close the door all the way. I was about to close the door and go back to my room, but then I saw a bunch of vehicles park in our driveway and yard and even overflow down the road a bit. I went back outside to see what was going on. I saw Donald Trump in a semi-truck. I walked up to the truck and he climbed out. I shook his hand and said it was a pleasure to meet Mr. Trump. He told me I won first prize in a giveaway and that I could choose one of two prizes. $30,000 cash or all of the vehicles in sight. He then proceeded to give me a tour. There were at least 10 semis, some snowmobiles, an ATV, some small motorized bikes, some cars, etc. I was very impressed, but I could not decide which prize I wanted. I mean sure the vehicles have a much much higher value and can be sold to make a huge profit, but I'd still have to store them and sell them in the meantime. I decided on the lump sum of cash. Donald Trump was not impressed. I said I really wanted an ATV, but perhaps I can get one another day, or even purchase it with the cash on hand. He took me back to his truck where he looked for two pieces of paper to hand to me. They were red and real long. I did find them. I opened them up and they had a bunch numbers like bank account, SSN, etc. They looked more like contracts than deposit slips or checks. I shook Donald Trump's hand and referred to him again as Mr. Trump. I noticed his son Don Jr. was also present and shook his hand awkwardly referring to him also as Mr. Trump. I went back inside the house as all the trucks departed. As I closed the door I heard someone else entering from a side door. I quickly worried that I was being robbed and that they somehow knew I was a prize winner. I went upstairs, hid the papers in a cabinet that held an ironing board (Who would look there?), and faced the stranger downstairs. As I descended the stairs I wondered why I didn't grab my bat from my bedroom to use for self defense when suddenly I found myself confronting the stranger. She seemed to be a mix between black and Hispanic and appeared to be a few months pregnant, just enough for the baby bump to show. She had a friend of hers with her. She seemed surprised to see me, but quickly maintained her composure. I asked her what she was doing in the house and told her she didn't belong here. She told me she was a tenant and got frustrated that she would be accused of anything but that. I then desired to call my parents who own the house, but the dream ended before I could. For the record the house in the dream was a combo of the current house and my childhood home. The driveway was a large horseshoe, and the front doors being double doors mirrors the current house more than the previous. The iron closet is of the current house, but the house layout was of the prior house.
Several dreams in the late morning/noon, all pretty weird and cool. In one, I was given a disc by someone (an old woman?). I think it was a heavy metal album. I asked someone in reality (or I thought it was) to immediately Google the band and album name to see if it existed. I think I was trying to prove a theory I had about dreams. Super meta, right? Of course, the person Googling wasn't real either. He messed around on his desktop (opening and closing irrelevant programs) and wasted my precious dream time. I woke up before we got any results. At one point I met an old schoolmate of mine, Yannick VM. After interacting for a bit, I think he realized I was no longer as big of a dick as I used to be, and he got a little less cautious. So, once again, I was leaving (?) SCHOOL. Nine years later and I'm still having nightly dreams about schools. Fuck. Anyway, I left the place running. I ran on some kind of wooden walkway through what looked like a park. Eventually I ended up... back in a fucking school. I was an adult though, but I still feared running across the courtyard the way I did would draw attention from the teachers. Then, the scene changed. The environment changed into a desert. The school was still there I think, but swallowed up by dunes of sand. The sand had a red hue. It reminded me more of the Australian outback than the Sahara, Gobi or American deserts. I was sitting in a dune buggy now all of a sudden. I was feeling the sand, running it through my hands - amazed how 'realistic' it felt. I think I was with my brother, investigating a crashed semi truck. I was listening to ASMR at the time (while sleeping), and the girl talking in the video was "translated" in the dream. Some of her sentences were kept intact, but some were changed or added completely. The things she said were pretty comical. It sounded like a radio playing in the background. Oddly, I could also see images that accompanied the person speaking. While doing things in the dream. So I was seeing two things at the same time. The mind is amazing.
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