Meeting People (In Dreams)

 I have had many normal dreams. Including normal nightmares. They date back to my childhood, as far back as I can remember. These dreams are, well, quite normal. I dream about daily activities, I dream about people I know, I dream about places I've been to. Sometimes I dream about events or places that are frightening, we call these nightmares. But at the end of the night they are just dreams, be they good or bad.

But sometimes I have unique dreams. I call them unique because when I return to the vigil state I'm not certain if I simply dreamed an event or was actually there. I posted about one such event on August 19, 2022 (I Want to be Latino Again). On that event I can firmly remember waking up from my sleep and can recall having that conversation.

A few weeks ago I had another dream.

I was out and about. Meaning I was just out for a night in the town. Meaning, I was just out having a good time. I entered some restaurants. I don't recall actually sitting down and dining. But do remember visiting some restaurants. At least two.

It was night time. I was looking for my way back home. I wasn't driving. I had to take the bus back home. I found myself at a bus stop. I was waiting for the bus. There I met three people. They were, tall, white, blond, Nordic looking people. Two men and a woman. We engaged in a short impromptu conversation. I don't remember which came first, either they asked me, or I asked them. But the questions asked were:

 First question:

Them: Is there anything you have against the Catholic institution?

Me: Yes, it bothers me that the Catholic institution wouldn't allow the public to believe whatever they wanted to believe. If someone doesn't believe Catholicism, they shouldn't be forced to believe Catholicism.

This was in reference to the Spanish Inquisition.

Second question:

Me: Where are you from?

Them: We're from the monastery ______ . 

I left the monastery's name blank because I really don't remember the name. What I do remember is that it had a German, or northern European name. But it was not English. I know English quite well, I would have remembered it. It was a northern European language.

When I woke up, the conversation with those three people really stood out. It really did seem as if I really had that short conversation with those three Nordic looking people.