Had my first two shifts at work yesterday. I dreamed I was still working and that there was a basement where guests could visit too, getting offered drinks and such.
Hazy Maze Cave: I'm in a large space reminiscent of hazy maze cave from Super Mario 64. I'm with Azula, Mai and Ty Lee from Avatar the Last Airbender. I've won a battle and hooking up with Azula is the prize. Fairly vivid. … Elsewhere in the cave there is another large open section with more openings on the left and the right. The further one has a portal or time-related effect. Stuck in time. I find some old stuff of mine there. … I’m leaving my car and walking through the parking lot to get to work. There is an escort standing by the turnstile with some pen and paper. She wants to give me her name and number. I already have a sheet of paper and make a weak excuse. She fills her's out instead. My hands are full with stuff and I finally struggle through the turnstile. My coworker B’s wife, J, asks me if I have my ant colony and my ant friend with me. I quickly say yes, but then realize I don’t. Annoyed, I make my way back through the turnstile and head to my car.
Updated 04-15-2024 at 01:55 AM by 99808
The Body Snatcher: I’m at work and there is a horror movie scenario going in. There is a body snatcher or imitator alien infecting my coworkers. Similar to gameplay I’ve been watching recently. J from my old work group is upstairs in my current building. He is acting off. I suspect him of being the body snatcher or affected by it. Fragment: I'm outside and there is an army invasion. I have a vague understanding that the attackers are from the government, in other words, betraying the people. It’s dark and scary. The army men look fit and uniformed in dark. Helmets cover their faces.
Updated 04-14-2024 at 01:22 AM by 99808
Swamp Assignment: I'm at work forwarding an email to my boss. It’s from another team. They are complaining that they have to buy a motorboat for the swamp assignment. They've already had to buy other swamp equipment like a bucket and want more budget. I'm concerned that my boss may have already been on the chain, and I might annoy him with making him see it twice. Also concerned about his jet lag. … I'm in a grassy place in the wild all alone. There are tall reeds where I suspect there is water. There is a bookshelf with Harry Potter books. I look through them and notice that the book style doesn't have the colored metallic letters that I like. I see some girls nearby and wonder if they are Harry Potter fans. There are some shower-like areas nearby. They are built into a free-standing rock structure. I reason that we are meant to choose a book and go to the shower to read it. Fragment: Chase sequence in a parking structure. Fragment: False awakening where I cant open my eyes all the way. I notice some seductive princess themed merchandise on my side table. The wrappers are pink.
Stufwell: I'm at a party scene. It reminds me of C&B's wedding reception from a few years back. I'm standing over by a carpeted area near the bathrooms. It looks like a similar location from work now. There is a person telling me that there is a tiny man that lives inside my car. ... I'm in the bathroom now standing in front of a mirror. I'm holding a shotgun, and the end of it is formable like clay. I'm fiddling with the end of the gun. ... I'm outside at night by my car with somebody. We are opening the hood of my car to look for this tiny man. We call out to him, and silence. Then, we hear a voice that sounds like it is deep underground. The voice tells us his name is ____ Stufwell, and he is on his way up. He has a fun accent. I notice that there is a rat standing in the hood of the car, and try to warn Stufwell.
Updated 03-23-2024 at 07:55 PM by 99808
I’m at work, in the warehouse. It’s currently unbelievably cluttered; carts, boxes, and carts full of boxes are everywhere with seemingly no organization or good way to just get around, Zoe is here too, and it’s just a stressful environment right now. Matthew comes over to me and tells me to come outside to meet his new daughter. (It seems like, in the dream, I’ve already met her, so I’m not sure what this is about). His wife and daughter are in a car out here (the side yard), but he starts talking to me in a low voice - the real reason he brought me outside. He tells me that some people are going to have to get laid off and my name came up as towards the top of the list. I can barely hear him, but make out most of what he says. I don’t understand why I’d be one of the first to go, compared to some of my coworkers who hardly do anything. I feel distressed.
I’m at work and going to be reading a book aloud. I stand between listing and the CP counter, facing the warehouse. The book looks like a kids book, and there are people sitting in a few rows of desks. I prepare myself and also can’t find the beginning of what I’m supposed to read. I say something to them to stall and become self conscious of my voice being the only sound in the room. When I glance up, almost everyone looks disinterested in what I’m doing, which helps with the self-consciousness. I begin reading, stumbling over almost every word, apologizing and trying to continue on level-headedly. Again, nobody seems to care. There is also a shelving cart right in front of me.
Past few nights I've had a little trouble sleeping properly. Work related Something about operating a hand held grinder that cuts bolts or something. Vague recall Something about going in about of some native woman's house Jamie 1 Working with Jamie again, but this time I'm a dishwasher at a bar or something. Jamie is a server or something. I don't recall actually seeing her in this dreams. My brother??? Keeps handing me beer jugs to wash, that also have mini jugs with the handles hanging from the big jug rim. So far in my dream journal, I've dreamed me and Jamie have worked at McDonald's, Wal Mart, and now a bar. So, what's our next dream job? Jamie 2 Me and Jamie are talking in a black space, but memories we share of hanging out, are floating around us in a white space also kind of like a holographic image. The image is of the co op we both walked to while we were waiting for something special to kick in. We are facing one another also holding our hands in each. For a moment she is wearing double Dutch braids as a hairstyle, which I think is odd because she doesn't strike me as someone who would wear that as a hairstyle. We are both happy and saying meaningful things to one another. The only line I remember from her saying is, "You didn't deserve what I did to you, Robert. " Which sounds like a meaningful apology. Damn right .
My last work day was today and I had a taxi cab to work booked at 11 am to return my hardware. I had several dreams about either missing my taxi cab, showing up to work and getting my hardware wrong, Or having my whole work day done already just to wake up several times. Finally, I woke up somewhere at 5 am in the morning as my body's response was to wake me up just to be sure I wouldn't be late. It was a relaxing workday, by the way! Glad that it is now over!
I had a dream that my workplace decided to make e-learning videos and approached me for it through their chat. Boring ahhh work dreams, it'll soon be over.
Wanting Flight: I'm in a house structured like the standard Alliance floor-plan from World of Warcraft. If you know the game, think the two-floor homes in Moonbrook, except well-maintained. It is day-time. There is a super-hero dead facedown in the yard. He has feathers and I surmise that he had bird-powers. I'm taking the body upstairs, and I'm trying not to be seen. At some point while traveling up the stairs, the body transforms, leaving only the outfit. I may have been trying to steal the hero's powers. Manuevering: I'm at my childhood home. My Dad is on the phone with the water company, working out bills. He might have been trying to negotiate a better rate. ... I'm upstairs with my niece, B, and she is smaller than she is in waking life. We're in my brother and I's room, rifling through a set of drawers near the front of the room. I'm worried that B will find age-inappropriate stuff in the drawer, and she does. I quickly hide the stuff, and try to draw her attention elsewhere. ... I'm up by the upstairs bathroom with my Uncle J. He is holding what looks like a document from waking life work. He's trying to talk down to me, as if he knows it better than I do (he does not). I try to let him down easy, not keen on allowing him to act this way, but also not wanting to hurt him. ... My Grandma and my Mom are in the living room. I'm on my way out of the house. I've left, but forgotten something. I go back and they give me a drinkable yogurt.
The Break Room Sessions A group of workers meet up at the break room og their office to do spoken word sessions, all behind the company's back. Each employee has a poem representing a different emotion. This one employee is the master at it and is the one organising the break room sessions. A podcast becomes available with each poem. This one black guy warns the poem master that he's getting on dangerous levels as the company does not approve of the break room sessions and if they ever find out, he's in big trouble to which the master makes fun of his drumsticks that he always beings for lunch, the guy defending his drumsticks saying that they're a very nutritious meal. One day they all visit the break room with the master nowhere to be seen, a woman, unsure if an ally or not, calls for the employees through the intercom. In her office, she explains to the colleagues that the company found out and took some measures. Unsure whether the master got fired or transferred to a different floor, the guy takes his drum sticks out of his lunch box and enters the elevator saying that this is all his fault. The colleagues follow him trying to cheer him up as he looks at them while the elevator door closes. My alarm then went off.
Night 1: Dream fragment: …/I’m standing on my way home from work at a park. I see wagons from my work coming right where I am. I arrange some stuff on them and let them turn to my left and let them move along the street/… Night 2&3: No recall Night 4: Dream fragment: …/I’m traveling in a bus that has white tables on some seats disposed in zig-zag. Some people are complaining because of the asymmetrical distribution of the seats with tables. I see nothing wrong with that disposition, it must be that way/…
Missed Signals: I'm outside my house on the sidewalk. There is a man that claims he has proof that I shot someone. The scene transitions, and I'm now in a restaurant that resembles Bennigan's. I'm conflicted about whether I actually hurt someone or not, I may have been drunk or high. There is a work-meeting happening at a table nearby. They are together for a 5-year anniversary. My boss is there. ... My dad is defending me against the murder accusations. I wonder (while dreaming) what problem my brain is working through, or what inspired this dream. But I don't become lucid. Fragment: I'm at a game night in a large home. We might have been playing hide and seek. HM from the tots may have been on my team. Fragment: I'm on a grassy hill with someone and it's a bit chilly outside. We're inspecting the hill for evidence of a person living in it. We find an air-pipe and water-line device nearby. Fragment: There is a battle with a queen-like figure. It took place in a 2D-platformer game style.
At work, the warehouse has been cleared and everything replaced with orderly rows of empty carts (the large white ones). I walk through, happy with the change. Jake and Micheal? are at the CP counter. I start to sort some books, but it doesn’t last long. Now I am in the break room. Ben is about to leave and keeps offering me his weed pen (it is protruding from the center of the backside of a backpack). I say no once or twice, until he holds it right under my face, and then I take a single hit. At first I exhale nothing and think he’s going to think I didn’t really hit it, but then some smoke comes out. I think it’ll be enough to get me high, and I don’t really want to be. I think about me having to drive home, but then I see it’s only 1:51. Matt and Sara now walk in. Matt heads to the back (book fair) and Sara starts talking politics to one of my coworkers. I’ve been listening to the Tedeschi Trucks Band, but I think it’s paused right now.
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