Having recently proclaimed that I haven’t had proper dreams in ages, I had pretty vidid dreams the other night. The night before last, I’ve since forgotten, but I remember the vague broken, fractured dreams from last night.
Recently, my dreams seem to be about everything thats on my mind.
Work:
Work didn’t really look like work. I guessed that I was in the middle warehouse, hanging clothes back up on hangars, but there wasn’t the familiarity of co-workers, just some random old man who was recognised as being in a position of power, but I was unsure of who he was exactly. Next thing I know and I’m with my Mum, but at work, but outside, and it’s night-time, but there are still shoppers and I’m meant to be doing the newspapers, but everything looks weird and not like my store, and the newspapers aren’t in bundles dumped in trolleys for me to put out, but stacked on pallets like hauls of “special offer” stuff leaving me with nothing to do…
Driving:
The dream shifts, and I’m driving, but it does not feel like I’m sitting in a proper car, though it is (an unfamiliar old banger), but more like I’m in some sort of go-cart. Knowing I haven’t passed my test (or even driven before) I seem to do it with ease…
Misc:
I’m not at work, or driving, but out shopping, in Town, and I walk into Marks and Spencers for some reason (maybe linked to work? My Mum is keen a get a job there), but the shop is dark and I faulter, thinking I shouldn’t have walked in, but there are other customers in there and I’m told the shop is closing because they don’t have a manager in, so I go over to a counter that feels like it’s in a bakery, and woman serves me a sandwich in a box but I take it out, and it looks more like a wrap, and I slice it into circles and the woman gives me chopped lettuce which I slip in where I cut the wrap, and then put it back in the triangular sandwich box pay and leave… the next thing I know I see a friend, walking, romantically, with the least person I expected to see her get with… and then my alarm goes off.
I’ve been yearning to dream again, but I want to dream about things I want to see! Argh! I want a vivid happy dream that I can’t stop thinking about! That really makes me feel.
