3 Weird Dreams

I've been having weird dreams 
Which isn't weird
But what is weird is that
I'm remembering them
Even if only a little
Even though I'm still
smoking a lot of weed
Like tonight I remember
3 little snippets of dreams

The first was of my parents
Trying to fix a birdhouse lamp
That I had broken;
There was a lot of shouting involved

The next one was of me and a girl
Running through hotel hallways
Being chased by a black man
Doing the slow serial killer strut
Where he walks yet always right behind
Though he was slowly gaining on us
Especially the girl
Who was a few yards behind me
Suddenly, she takes a turn
As I continue heading straight
And the man decides to follow me
Which fills me with a moment of relief
She was safe
But then I remember my predicament
Just as I reach a dead end
I was next to room 642
Though I didn't have a key
I tried opening the door
And to my surprise, got in
Then, I see three people
My Sister, Niece, and Mom
I quickly turn around & lock the door
Though it doesn't lock the first time
I get it to work the second or third
And that's where that dream ends

Last was a longer dream
That I keep losing more and more of
The only thing I can really remember
Is about riding in a school bus
But I wasn't going to school
Just me, a 28 year old man
Getting on a random school bus
Then getting off and walking away
Weird

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