I'm just curious as to what this might mean, if it means anything at all.

I’m not sure when it started, but I just have the feeling that I can’t remember the first part.
Something was going on, not sure what, but myself and some of my brothers, and my in-laws are in this (what I see as a junk yard) but I get the feeling it was my mom-in-laws stuff. My brothers come up with a deep sea diver’s suit. And one other thing but I don’t’ remember what it is. I know it’s something they shouldn’t have but can’t remember what.
Then we are (I say we cause I realize there are a lot of people, I don’t know who though) are on a, I guess bus ride, vehicle going somewhere. There is another vehicle in front or up ahead that is with us. They stop and let out one person because he has to direct traffic for some reason…. Well the ones in the car just take off after he has done what he was suppose to do. I ask the one driving the vehicle I’m in if we should stop to pick him up and he just says he can catch up in the next town.
We drive just a little more, not sure of time and distance. And stop somewhere, that’s the best I can describe it. There is a party going on, at least I can hear it but I never get to go, or I don’t remember that part of the dream.
But there is a motel type building. Something happened there and for what ever reason I find a hose, like a garden hose and start dragging it down the street. I’m going home,
The next part is a little weird, not that the rest hasn’t been weird enough.
I’m in a bathroom, not using it just there but I am naked. I’m doing something but don’t know what, but my father-in-law starts to come in and I yell and slam the door shut again. Next thing is I am dressed and he is telling me that he could hear everything from the vent in the ceiling. This kind of pisses me off so I decide I’m going to go for a ride, just to ride around. Next I’m at a house that at this time is not familiar. And I don’t have a car but I have a bike, as in bicycle. And it’s the old bike I had when my parents lived in San Antonio back in the early 70’s.
Anyway something’s happen here that I don’t remember, but I remember somehow running into a friend who is riding in a “park” type car ride. Kind of like the trains that run through city parks. Well he yells at me that he is about to buy a gun. And I remember that another friend told me they were getting a gun that was used in a murder and they were going to resale it. And in my dream I know (for some reason) that it’s the same gun.
So I try to catch up with the friend in the ride car and tell him not to buy the gun. Stuff gets in my way, a roller coaster for one, too long to describe. But I’m still trying to figure out how to get to him when I hear my name called.
I turn around and see a group of girls coming my way. So I start walking over to them and as I’m walking I recognize one of the girls. There are about 6 or 7 girls in all I don’t remember. And I’m excited about seeing this one girl
I say hi to her and am talking to her. (now in my dream I know who she is, and it’s someone from my past but now I don’t know which girl from my past)
But then I look over to my right at another girl and I remember her also. (it’s a girl I’ve had dreams about before) and I recognize her also and get the feeling she doesn’t like me talking to the other girl cause I didn’t see her at first. So I start talking to her as we all start walking down this hallway like tunnel. Well we come to this low part, so low you have to crawl through. I go through first and help the girls through. Well the 2nd girl starts to come through; I take her hands and pull her through. (now the dreams I’ve had about her before she lived next to me and she was a child, maybe around 10 to 14 years old.) Well when I pull her through, and I cause her to bump her head, I say I’m sorry and she stands up and suddenly she is a young woman, or grown up at least and I’m very attracted to her.
And that part of the dream ends right there. Suddenly I’m on my bike again riding down that some street I live on in the 70’s. At the end of the street is this bar and there is a close gate leading to the major road way I was going to. I start to turn around, but decide to go through the gate cause I want to get to the next street over because of some yelling I heard coming from another girl who is telling her mother she doesn’t want to go through the searches anymore. (I really don’t know what that is all about) but I want to see what is going on. So I start to turn around again and as I am doing so there is a little boy sitting there with some friends, maybe around 8 years old all of them and it is the little boy of a buddy I knew in the DC area. Weird
Anyway I turn around and walk through the gate and a group of Mexicans are with me because the bar isn’t going to serve them because the bar is closed. Well I tell them we can meet there tomorrow and I will buy them all a beer. Well I head off to the right and they all go left except for one person. For some reason I don’t like this so I slow down a little to let him go on ahead, but he then turns around with a gun and is going to rob me. I fall to the ground on my back and am screaming and kicking. He is yelling something and is saying he is going to shoot me, or maybe I’m thinking this because I’m really scared and afraid.
At this point I woke up in a cold sweat.
that's it.

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