Dreamed this morning, before waking up, that I became a trainee police cadet. My partner in the patrol car had a seizure when he was asleep. When he woke up after the seizure, he stepped into an ice mud puddle, he got trapped in the mountain pile of mud, and he almost drowned. In the ensuing struggle to save him from drowning, I lost my firearm, which was a BB toy Glock.

I was unaware that I had lost the Glock, and continued on to my assignment of securing a resort with wedding events. My boss was the trainer nurse last year when I enrolled in a CNA certification program, which I completed to obtain my CNA license. At the resort, I climbed the staircase with many people. I proceeded to climb to the third floor, the rooftop, which was not open to the guests. The rooftop had a red brick-tiled floor. The building with a rooftop was triangle-shaped, with the tip of the acute corner facing a scenic view of a mountain region in the distance. The building itself was surrounded by a black asphalt parking driveway and parking spaces. Maple trees around. The tables of the rooftop were set with white cloths and champagne glasses for a wedding reception. The rooftop floor was surrounded by guard railing for obvious safety reasons. But near the acute corner facing the scenic view on each edge of the triangle was a bare section, about 15 feet, without any safety railing. Instead, 5 reception chairs lined the high ledges. Red roses on these chairs. The chairs face the scenic surrounding views.

I had vertigo just by looking at the vertical drop next to the legs of the chairs, which were only a few inches from falling off the building. But I could fly in the dream. Not the Superman comical-style flying, but an inconspicuous levitation. I had to squeeze both my fists to levitate and fly. I levitated over the bare edge and chairs and landed on the parking driveway. That's when I was aware that I had lost my firearm.

Before the training scene, the dream had a sex scene involving 2 redheads. The first redhead had a darker shade of red, and she had very perky breasts that were almost certainly silicone-augmented, yet still looked very organic, not padded or swollen. A 30-year-old woman with breasts of a 19-year-old. Very toned body with even orange-pink glow - so, basically a 19-year-old body. The intercourse proceeded with her on a black couch, almost like the black couch in a police car. She moved her virgina to the edge with her legs wide open. Her hair was tied backward out of the way. She had a chiseled, feminine face, appropriate for a 30-year-old. But you can call it junoesque. Somehow, I was also in a laid-back sitting position, presumably a "lotus" position. She was fully nude, with only a white velvet drape over the shoulders. There was no thrusting, but a still intercourse, penis firmly gripped. It was lovely. We were expecting to have full sex and conception. It was curse words mingled with "I love you," "you cannot do that," at the climax, but the scene was completely silent. No sounds, just focused faces focused on the love.

I had experienced a haunting moment of love in my 30s, when I momentarily lost my hearing with the intensity. But it was not like that in the dream. It was a more relaxed mood, likely because I am older now.

The second redhead had an orange strawberry shade. The body was more voluptuous than a thin 19-year-old. She was also on the couch, but she knelt on the carpet and rested her stomach on the couch. I was not able to see her face. She had a similar skin complex. I suppose that I also knelt on the carpet. But, anyhow, the intercourse happened.