Flying with new dad to a bar

Date: 1/20/2019

School (more boring part. Skip this for the flying to the bar part.): I was at a school and there was this older and pretty Indian teacher who greatly resembled my old honors biology teacher from community college of whom I did not finish the class with. But in this new adult class I was in, She called me over at one point and gave me a very nice complement. She said that my work was excellent and that the things I handed out and we’re very well thought out. She insinuated that I was one of the smarter students. I knew that she remembered I had had two classes with her before that I had simply dropped out of early on. I felt a sort of understanding and validation from her which made me feel glad. *I remember as I was talking to her her face kept getting older to the point of being very wrinkled. I sort of noticed it in my dream but wrote it off as me just not paying attention to what she looks like. She then handed me the phone of some old administrator or someone who used to work at the school but he was sort of an important person. He was talking to me a little too much and I could see it in her face and she wanted me to get off the phone. He was almost flirting with me wanting to meet sometime. I finally was able to get off the phone and acting al he was almost flirting with me wanting to meet sometime. I finally was able to get off the phone by acting all phony, Trying to sort of make him feel important. Meat of the dream: I was looking on a computer at the school and it had these notes I had left on it to eat right or to restrict my calories during the day and had some Spanish notes on it. There was something I couldn’t figure out how to do with it though which was irritating me greatly. Suddenly I was outside at my home town neighborhood in the small, brown, congregation built, Lutheran church parking lot. I was with a friend, a dream friend, and we were talking about space and flying. Suddenly we saw this man who appeared to be a military man sort of dressed like a G.I. Joe, flying with a jet pack very high in the sky. I asked if he was going to space and my friend said yes he is you should go check it out. So I flew up there because I could just fly it now, and I started following him I followed him as he cut left and started flying horizontally. It turns out that he was my long-lost dad so I followed him to this bar sort of far away but we were able to get there really fast. It turns out that he didn’t need the jet pack to fly we just had a very rare or even unprecedented ability that nobody else had. We went into this room by ourselves and sort of flying around and drinking beers or something. Next we went out to this little bar with his military work friends and some of their friends. I was at the bar and my dad was suddenly younger and a little less handsome and not so well put together. He acted kind of like a bad date him didn’t have any money except for his own food or drinks. So it was established that we were doing this Dutch. I was still happy to be spending the time with them but I was growing a little disappointed and sort of losing my fantasy of how great the whole situation was. I was sort of looking for a way out in the somewhat near future but I was going to still try and see what I could salvage of the experience. The last thing I was doing was standing up at the counter with him where he was obviously a regular and the bartenders liked him or respected him as a good patron and like a cool guy,. I was feeling sort of shy and I couldn’t remember what drink I wanted. I asked this Dad guy what I had drink the night before and he was like vodka and I said oh yeah I’ll have vodka and cranberry. I really wanted to sound cool like I knew how to order a drink, but that something I’ve always struggled with sounding natural at. I looked over into this locker room and this guy who is not exactly a dwarf or a little person but was just kind of weirdly built like his legs were just little and he was half size but he started singing and at first everyone thought he was just drunk and was trying to silence him but then he was such a beautiful singer that two men picked him up and just carried him around in the bar as he sang this very beautiful probably Irish melody. The End.