The Dream Magic Experiment

I was in a dorm. There was a cleaning crew. I was worried they might be killers or something. The other people I was with in the room kind of read my mind so they stayed. Some of them reminded me of theater ensemble in college. Some are from my LGBT friends. I felt anxious.

I was in the train station. I was going to ride one. I went up the escalator, and the train just arrived. I was with Sharon, and she was on a call standing on the left side after the escalator. The train waiting area is on the right. She was still talking on the phone. When she was done, the train already left. I was going back, because I forgot my facial cleanser or something. I needed some "class." She said not to worry; she brought some of her own and she can lend some.

Just to note that when I was going "back" to the escalator, it was again going up, not down. I saw some food stalls up there.

NOTES:

I slept for 1.5 hours starting around 7 p.m. I was very sleepy.
I woke up alarmed hearing the alarm.
I worried I might forget the dream, but I thought of the keywords.
I wondered for several minutes how I lost the monsters in the dreams and they're now replaced by feelings of foreboding, monsters that I cannot challenge or hug. It's unnerving.

I was in a BPO, taking calls, but I kept interleaving a phone call I received. I was talking to a customer. She needs to check something, a printer, to see if it works. At first I was confused what we were talking about. It's like I woke up while taking calls. I gave her instructions, like trying color and black and white cartridges and another PC.

Then we were talking face to face in a mall. The center was in a mall. I reassured her, and tapped her on the shoulder, and told her though that if it still doesn't work, she will have to get a new one. On the phone, I thought she was an elderly woman, but face to face, she looks young. Or was it vice versa?

After our talk, I went to line up to buy tickets to Bulacan.