What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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Taking a nap this afternoon, I had a bit of an odd dream.

My nephew and I were driving down the road and we saw a building just off the road about a mile or two out of town that we had never seen before so we stopped to check it out.

It wasn't all that big a building and had some parking around it but not a whole lot. It was obviously not a home, not a church, not a store, not a school, not a warehouse, ... . There were a few vehicles parked around it. There were no signs or other decorations to indicate the purpose.

We went in the door and saw no flags, pictures, paintings, or book shelves, anywhere. There was no receptionist desk or anything like that.

Ahead of us we saw some room with men and women sitting around talking. Everyone was well dressed and nearly all were about 60 or older. More importantly, we didn't know anyone there and they didn't know us. These were all strangers. In my town, that would be highly unusual.

There was no table, but some were holding notepads and clipboards, but none appeared to have any writing.

One possibility might have been that it was a ranch office, but if it had been, we would have definitely known some people in the room.

Our presence did not seem to make anyone uncomfortable but it was obvious that we had surprised them and they wondered why we had walked in.

I saw a door on the other side of the room so I walked down the hall to the other side and stood in it while my nephew stood in the first door. I started to talking to one older woman who seemed to have an air of authority and we had a pleasant, casual conversation while we each tried to figure out who the other one was.

I also opened one door in the hallway that opened into an office with three people in it. One was sitting behind a desk, one sat on a chair and the other on a sofa. Again, no pictures, flags, paintings, or books. They were surprised but didn't say anything so I apologized for the intrusion and closed the door.

There was also a small coffee counter to make coffee, but nothing resembling a kitchen.

After a little while we left with no more idea of what was going on than when we went into the building.

I dreamt I was being harassed by a couple of young russian punks with knives and clubs, and the father of the bigger and nastier of the pair saw what was happening and stepped between me and his son, angrily expressed to the sun how ashamed he was of his son's unbecomingly thuggish behavior and how he brought shame upon his family and Russians in general, and slapped him so hard that his son spun around and spun into the ground.

I dreamt I was with my late sister in a motor home, she went someplace with some young women while I hung out for a while before I decided to hop out the back via some kind of elevator device. once outside I found myself in another building where there was food all over the place, I went to the bathroom and there was food in there also, but I hadda #1 like mad so I did that and made a mess.

I dreamt I was in some alternate reality where I was getting out of the military, and all us servicemember's POVs [privately owned vehicles] had to be stores in large Veteran's Administration-sponsored garages for safe keeping. we all got on busses at the outprocessing center and rode to our respective garage in other far-off cities, and when I got there I saw a large jay-leno-styled facility with all sorts of classic cars including some I'd never seen before in waking life. I spotted a '79 Chevy Nova, appliance-green inside and out with naugahyde upholstery and fake wood on the dash and door panels and steering wheel. for some reason I hopped inside, started it and drove it away around the town. I rather liked it, it was smooth and quiet. when I got back to the garage everybody had left, I was the only person in the building. I explored some other cars but none of them would let me enter them and drive them, so i wandered outside and down the street and after a lot of walking came up on a hospital. I walked inside and found some of the Veteran's Administration officials [all wearing identical mohair uniforms] but they were all tight-lipped and wouldn't answer my questions as to where I was and what I was doing there. nobody else I asked would help or they'd give me wrong info. at this time the phrase, "this world is just a big ball of confusion" entered my thinking and wouldn't let go until I awoke. I wandered around a nearby shopping mall a block from the hospital and nobody would help me there either.

I was visiting an old friend with a family of couple of kids, letting me stay for a few nights, when I was going through a messy closet in the guest bedroom to clean it up, when I saw something VERY disturbing. I looked at it, and screamed, "Oh my God! There's a dead kid hiding in the closet!!"

i dreamt last night, in a series of nightmares, that redneck maga sheriffs and maga "men in black" had kidnapped me, in the first dream i was sucked into a building with a very long hallway similar to the opening of the tv series "get smart" where i went through one door then another before ending up trapped in an elevator that i was shoved into by the men in black, the other people in the elevator seemed to be zombies, there was a blown-up printout of a social media post in there where i objected to the policies of MAGA, and before the doors closed the men in black told me to keep my opinions to myself, the elevator plummeted at breakneck speed and jerked me around violently, bruising and contusing me, before suddenly stopping and slamming me to the floor. the doors opened, the men in black pulled me out and told me i'd better become right wing or else they'd pick me up and do worse to me, then the dream segued into a redneck sheriff dragging me to his office, trapping me in there with a bunch of women, not letting any of us use the restroom, several of the women wet their pants and they alternately whipped and cursed at the women for fouling their office that way, whereas with me they taunted me by pissing in front of me into coffee urns then drinking it, making me vomit in disgust, then they spit it on me.

I had a dream where I had a new job -- delivering meals four days a week in a nearby town from the local old-time lunch counter to customers in town by bicycle.

Of course, the first step was to ride my bicycle to the next down and back each day.

I had a dream this morning in which I was talking to someone when another guy walked up, pointed a revolver at his head, and shot, killing him.

I called the police to report the murder and the police took two or three hours to showing up.

I dreamed there was some stranger hanging around me wherever I went and I couldn't get rid of him.