brokencog

Wednesday AM 4:40

At a tool making plant or possibly a steel plant that makes large parts for some industrial use. Everywhere there were workingmen and taking plates of steel out of fire pits and all. I apparently became a worker there. My uniform consisted of a rope rug that completely full of dirt and grime. A co-worker asked me: “ whose yard are you going to throw that in?”; I replied: “I am just going to throw it away.” – My uniform that was a rug…

Walking down a dirt road with my friend Mike, from the previous dream circumstances. Mike said to me who is a fellow student: “He’ll gladly take an F for that one; he did it right there at the desk”… meaning a video project. This statement was linked in a way to the previous dream that I cannot recall. Perhaps because I was wearing no shirt and could feel him slap me on the arm as I left my job.