Linkzelda's Dream Journal

07.29.2012

Job Interview with Brunette (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting down inside a small room, and it's well-lit. Judging by its atmosphere, this same room feels like it would be air-conditioned if I had more awareness of the external stimuli of the A/C running in waking life. The light gives off a faded light orange-yellow-ish color, and in front of me is a female in a pink dress or something like that.

She's a brunette with wavy and curly hair in some parts. She's exhibiting a lot of radiance and enthusiasm towards me, which leaves me speechless until she popped the question,

"What are your view on work?"

After she asked me that, it was as if I indulged into some kind of mental time dilation to process why she would query me this. That feeling fades away when I get a mental light bulb, and realized that I must be at a job interview (at least). I tried my best to not portray any apparent facial expressions to her, and quickly fabricated a half-assed response.

I believe I declared that I'm a virgin, and that I'm single. I also explained some things (it felt like an extreme bravado on my part) of how I'm a decent person. In short, I was convincing her that I was a good little boy, though I don't even know why I'm meeting her in the first place.

She takes a neutral look at me with her mouth slightly opened, and then she quickly smiles and laughs. She even gives me a round of applause with her small claps.

She was very attractive, something about the way her visage was angled, her eyelashes and makeup really made me enticed by her.

I wonder if that could be Alyzarin I met, or maybe someone else. She had the height and the youth for her to be Alyzarin, and her wearing the pink outfit reminds me a lot of Alyssa as well.

Hmmm, guess it's all speculation.

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07.29.2012

Open Ceiling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being on top of the ceiling inside a building, and it didn't look complete. I noticed that the interior of the building, at least the room that I'm on top of, is composed of fairly faded white wood material.