AceOfBass

To preface this, my work is closing down, so I will be out of a job, so this isn't a completely random topic to dream about. This dream is also quite short in terms of what happened, but the detail I remember is immense, which is why I found it important to record.

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A coworker of mine told me that he knew of a job I'd be able to do in order to earn some money while I look for a new job. I'd be employed mentoring kids. The reason that he came to me with this was due to the fact that he felt as though he would not be capable of handling it by himself.

I first arrived at the workplace, and it was like a massive school campground, with a bunch of cabins, rooms, shower-blocks, etc, very stereotypical. By the time I was there, it was night and I actually got myself lost along the way. I asked for directions and someone kindly led me to where I needed to be. I was at the doors of a large amphitheater style lecture hall where my colleague was standing up the front ready to give a speech. The audience had a lot of people that I actually knew personally in it, and one friend from Canada that I met while on a trip over there. My coworker and I gave a talk and hung around there for a while.

We must have been allocated individual kids at first because the next and last scene I remember was a little one-on-one session with someone. The very strange thing about this scene was that it was set entirely in my girlfriends room. I remember the bookshelves, the small stool she has that she uses as a table, even her bedside table complete with mini chest of drawers. I could also look out through the hallway and see her brother's room, and the hallway connecting them.

I think the person I was mentoring had some form of mental disability, they were actually older than the rest in around their mid to late 20s. They had light brown hair, a thick mustache, beady eyes and big thick rimmed glasses. He told me that he loved magic and I told him that I did as well. He decided that he wanted to show me a magic trick and said he would also show me his favourite and most treasured deck of cards. What he pulled out was a really awkward looking and feeling deck of cards, a lot of them were red and they were all mismatched, cut to varying sizes and with different patterns and faces. It felt absolutely horrible to hold, very uncomfortable. The trick that he showed me involved me choosing a random card, he then stabbed a different card with a pencil, then ripped it off which changed it to my card. Doesn't really make sense but, hey, what do you expect?

I decided that I would show him a deck of mine, and I opened my bag to pull one out. I distinctly remember the bag because it was exactly the backpack that I sometimes carry with me, down to each of the pockets being the same size and in the same position. Even some of the regular contents were in the bottom, which at the present time are a cream and bandage to help manage my eczema. I pulled out a big shrink wrapped package which was filled with 6 decks of playing cards made by a brand called Bicycle, but they are not the standard ones, they are of a slightly different design. There are two designs, one which was predominantly a deeper, darker red than normal and one that was more of a metallic blue. There were three decks of each colour in the packet. I spent a moment trying to decide which one to open and then decided to open a blue one as I had a lot of currently open red ones. At this point I did not do anything with the cards.

I classify this as a lucid as I am fairly certain I became self aware. I had asked the guy's name multiple times in this session, and then my coworker messages me so I could log my progress to him and he asked me which person I was with and I could not at all remember his name. I realised that this is very unlike me, and I started to question whether I was dreaming before I immediately woke.

Again, I should have checked for a false awakening but I have no memory of what happened after I woke.