I dreamed I was at work but I was in a very small room. I still worked in customer care but repair was in our room too. We were trying to make copies of a process and repair refused to give us a copy of their spreadsheet. They went through a fancy animated presentation but I still needed the spreadsheet. A friend of mine tried to make a copy of it but the copier wasn’t working so someone had it moved to where my desk was. We all had to cram into a little tiny office space area. I was so close to one lady our legs were touching. I told Elizabeth we were too crowded and she said it was fine. The lady next to me asked about how I had gotten something done and I said J had done it while repair was talking about something I wasn’t interested in. Then it switched and we worked for the church. I was trying to document training for a call center to support the church and tell them when to call the office vs. when they could handle things. I started documenting funeral procedures and I took some soap or something and wrote instructions on the floor (which was brick) just inside the chapel. As I was leaving it was dark and rainy and I almost got hit by a car.
I dreamed I had been living in some sort of orphanage in Manila. I was moving out and was trying to pack up the room. At first I thought it had closed but then people started appearing again. Jennifer or Sarah was the name of the lady who ran it and two of her big bosses were there as well. I filled two big bags with thing that I didn’t want but I thought someone might. Things included a small wooden box that had cigars in them. (I took the cigars out and put them in my winnie the pooh jewelry box.) There were some stuffed animals and some clip on toys like austin used to have. There were some hair barrettes. I took one bag (a sturdy one so used to take to the beach) and filled it with things I wanted to keep (the pooh jewelry boxes, my bert doll, and a few other things.). I ran out of time to finish and so I set the giveaway bags in the middle of the hall and went to tell Sarah. She was on her room/office and had a big pile of brown goo all over her hands and a piece of paper. She tried to hide it. She said it was fine but I could tell she was annoyed. A little boy with big eyes came up asking for a toy and I said he needed to ask one of the adults. Other kids started getting into the toys and got yelled at and so I said to just go stand by them and ask nicely for one when the adult came. He was very cute.
My friend Karen was there with another guy I didn’t recognize. She said we had to go or I would miss my flight. We went to the elevator and she used my phone to call a taxi. He was texting back and negotiating to try to get someone famous in the car with us. He finally quoted a price of $65. We pushed the buttons to get in the elevator but they opened and closed so fast we missed a few. Finally we ran and got on one. The taxi driver texted and said he was stuck in traffic so the rate would be $165. I started freaking out and gave the phone to Karen. We got in a horse drawn carriage and then I was panicked because I thought we were driving away from where the taxi driver was picking us up. There was a “balance due” button and when I hit it it said $65 so I didn’t understand the pricing.
I told Karen and her friend that I liked the dance team on AGT from Manila and they just pursed their lips and didn’t say much so I got the impression they didn’t like them.
I dreamed that someone (a couple) was coming to stay in my granny’s house. When they pulled up they saw a broken rosary hanging in one of the windows and said they wouldn’t stay in that room. I couldn’t tell from the outside which room that was in but we promised they could stay in a different room.
Evidently, I knew that the house (or at least part of the rooms) were haunted but I didn’t tell them. We started to set them up in Granny’s room and then realized that the bed was a single bed and it was weird- not a normal mattress but a leather-like hospital bed. Also there was a bench in the room covered in mouse poop. So we switched them to a different room but that was the one with the broken rosary.
Before I could reach a resolution on that dream, it switched and mom and dad were visiting. Suddenly they were the ones looking for a room and we told Dylan that the only logical choice was for them to stay with him in his apartment. (which he doesn’t have IRL) He didn’t want anyone staying with him.
Also woven in, there was an escape room. Apparently I had a group of friends and every week we would go to an escape room. We had almost mastered one but sometimes still made a mistake. While mom was in town we were going to go to a different one.
On the way I stopped at a library to get a library card. It was a difficult process but we got it done. It required filling out several forms and finding certain books and scanning pages.
We then left for dinner.
In this dream, I was at work and was trying to decide on who to choose for a long term project. As I dug around, I realized that we had done a “pilot” with one company that was much more expensive. We were paying for 15 hours a year at $750 per hour or something crazy and they were supposed to advise us on a project. Apparently the outcome of this project was us storing a bunch of paperwork in a storage facility overseas. I told Elizabeth that was ridiculous and that we needed to scan the papers and then get rid of them or donate them. A woman was there to meet with me about this and it was someone I was supposed to already know but I didn’t. Suddenly I was in a church and Ben was the rector. It was huge. They said this person was in the library giving “air massages” so I went to the library and she was sitting in a little kids chair. As j walked through the big church I realized how much more Ben has to focus on that I realize to keep everything running. At the end of the dream I was trying to decide on a type of sandwich- pimento cheese or spam.
I had gone to some sort of conference and was staying in a hotel with Michael. It had a really large bathroom so he could take a bath and I could take a shower and we wouldn’t see each other. We had been at a parade just before going back to the hotel. It might have been a gay pride parade, the only thing I remember was there were individuals riding in cups of dippin dots, and I realized that you could rent them and be in the parade. As it was getting over, a man on a horse came over and I tried to pet the horse. A man came back to the hotel with us and offered to do a dream Interptetaion reading for me, so I tried writing my number On a business card but the marker smeared. Instead I wrote my number on a piece of paper and kept his business card.
I was having some sort of indigestion or heart burn and dad had told me to go to a doctor. I went- it was in the hotel- and I filled out the paperwork. But then I had to wait because either Alex or Dylan was filling out a job application. They were asking the interviewer questions about being on Canada and writing down her answers. It seemed like they were filling it out wrong but I couldn’t interrupt them. By the time they were done, I had decided to wait and go to Dr. Chen. Then I went to meet Austin to buy tickets to an event, but we were having trouble getting them. I went up to the room and he was supposed to be right behind me. When I got there, he wasn’t there yet but Heather was. She had a thick dark mustache and beard- it was strange. She was really upset and I was trying to calm her down. She was looking for a job where she could take her four kids to work with her. I suggested a daycare. Once she left I went to find Austin. I got on the elevator and rode to the 5th floor and there was a big party with food and drinks. I got back on the elevator and Austin was slumped on the floor drunk. I got him back to the room and he kept trying to leave because there was a lady taking over his Twitter and he was upset.
Somewhere in the dream, Alex was in the woods turkey hunting .
I was at school, and it was the last few days before school was out for the summer. I didn’t know which class was next, but unlike my normal dreams (when I have no idea where to go or how to find out) this time I had a schedule. I thought to myself that I never used to forget where I was going next while I was in school. I went to a history class (I think it was history.) The teacher asked me to arrange for an overhead projector for the next class. I also needed to do that for my science class. Someone brought me the book that I needed to fill out to check out the equipment, and I started to fill out the form to reserve it. Then in my science class, I left to go drop them off at the front desk. After school, I was walking out and the history teacher was at the front desk. He yelled out to pick up the projector on the way to class. I was thinking it would be too heavy for me, but then I realized he was asking the guy behind me to do it. The guy was in my class, but I didn’t know him.
We were supposed to watch the new Peanuts movie in class on the last day. It had not yet been released, but it was going straight to the DVD. I was telling Mom about it – in the plot, Lucy killed all the others and it was a comedy – not a normal Peanuts movie. I wondered if it would be appropriate, and if we were on a waiting list to get it, or if we should try to download it via iTunes. Then we were stuck in traffic, and I thought we were going to be watching in our cars and blocking traffic. (In another part of the dream, we saw protesters blocking traffic too.) Alex had to get home because over the summer, he was going to be working three jobs – two were at different hotels and a third job was not related but I don’t remember.
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This one seemed to begin in the middle…
I hadn’t followed up, so Michael started, but then asked me to finish. (Based on the original note below – I feel like I was trying to follow up on a capital campaign for a school, and was going to ask someone in my sister-in-law’s family to donate $3,000- $8,000.)
I was trying to fill out a very long form over the phone, and I kept going out of order. It seemed like I was filling out a pledge card, or a pledge for a donation, but it was visually very different than other pledge cards. There were pictures of 10 hands of cards, and the person answering had to rank them 1-10. I thought to myself that this must be to analyze the person’s risk for gambling and losing their money. A woman came around talking loudly and I couldn’t hear.
I was considering switching insurance from State Farm. I filled out the papers and got them ready to mail, but I wasn’t sure it would …?
I called and talked to someone, and they talked me into staying. I was at Mom and Dad’s and Dad hurt his foot. He had a chair under the table he propped it up on. Something had fallen on it.
This dream was in three parts, with the end tying back to the beginning. Perhaps more importantly, it alluded to my earlier dream Alpha, part 2.
It began with me at work. I worked in the old building with Mindy (the lawyer who currently goes to church with me at the Chapel. The company had been taken over by a new company that was a bad pharmaceutical company that was going to do testing on people. They were taking over the building, and had already started construction. They were installing these very nice showers in every room – each one had multiple shelves and jets of water (I want to say five each) on the sides. Mike M (a current colleague of mine) had been using those showers in the office, but he had to stop because customers were going to begin using them once they had tested products.
Suddenly, the scene changed, and I had gone to a floating house in the water. I was with a man (that I don’t know in real life.) At the far corner of the house, there was an open window I’d left open earlier, and I was going to close it. It was on the very edge of an open-air “dock” type of porch, and I was afraid of heights, so I didn’t want to close it. The man I was with went to close it. Then we had to dive into the water to swim back to shore. We took off our clothes to swim, but this wasn’t that big a deal. I had my black dress shoes and my phone in my hand when I jumped in. It was hard to swim while carrying these items, and it felt like I dropped something. I panicked, but I still had the shoes and phone, so I wondered what I had dropped, but I couldn’t figure it out. We got out of the water and were walking along another dock , and looked down. Earlier, we had noticed some shadows under the water but didn’t look closely. This time, as we were walking past, we saw shoes under the water and realized that the shapes were dead bodies. Someone had killed five people and tied them underwater. It was a horrifying feeling. Suddenly, I was the man, and was trying to walk quickly, hoping the woman would catch on and follow. I (He) didn’t want the killer to see us, or to know that we saw the bodies. We didn’t want others to think we did it. I was so horrified I woke up.
When I went back to sleep, the dream continued, but I was back on the job search. Apparently, I was still planning to work at the bad pharmaceutical company, but I had to re-interview, and it required filling out an extensive psychology questionnaire/test. Several pages were filled with questions about vocabulary, and my mom was there filling it out, and that is what she was worried about. I told her not to worry – she had a wonderful vocabulary. In fact, those questions didn’t seem so hard to me. I had jumped ahead to the word problems that were more mathematical in nature. I had spent 4 hours just answering the first three questions, and I was stuck on a problem about clocks. I sat down in a swing and was trying to figure it out. The problem showed two clocks, and each clock had 4 hands on it. The question simply asked “What is the time difference?” I was trying to find a pattern. I looked up, and the clocks were real – they were on the wall on the other side of a window in what looked like a small storefront where Michael was. First, I thought that perhaps each clock showed both the time in OUR universe and the time in the OTHER universe. I was going to look for the set of hands that was larger on each clock, and calculate the difference in those; then look for the set of hands that were smaller on each clock, and calculate the difference in those – then add the two numbers together. As hard as I looked, I couldn’t tell if there was a difference in size in the hands though. Then I thought I’d compare like colors. For example, if a clock had 2 blue hands, I would compare that time with the two blue hands on the other clock. But one clock had two blue hands and I THINK the other set was red; however, on the second clock, there was a set of blue hands, then one green hand, and one yellow hand. I asked Michael what he thought, and he said, “Oh, I haven’t even looked at the clock” and kept doing whatever it was he was doing. As I was thinking about this, I was swinging higher and higher – faster and faster. The sensation was similar to the flying sensation I had in Alpha, part 2 and also in The Road, and That Which Blocks It. And I KNEW that the clocks were somehow linked to the other universe. As I swung higher and higher, I got very cold, and I said that I would need a coat and hat if I was going to continue to swing! At some point in this dream (maybe a prior problem?) there were three snow globes, and I woke up thinking that those were vitally important in figuring out the clock problem!
Mindy, law firm
in other offices
bad pharma co.
Mike M. was taking showers in the office – has to stop b/c customers will use to test products.
Went to floating house in the water. Had left windows open and was going to close. One was on the very edge. Scared of heights. Was not going to close then the man I was with was going to. Took off clothes to swim. I held black dress shoes and phone and jumped in. Hard to swim. Dropped something and not sure what. By dock had seen shadows (5) under the water on the way back saw pair of shoes and realized someone had killed them and tied them underwater. Horrifying feeling. Suddenly, I was the man and was trying to walk quickly hoping the woman would catch on and follow. Didn’t want the killer to see or know we saw. Didn’t want others to think we did it. So horrified I woke up.
The dream continued when I went back to sleep…
I was going to have to re-interview for the job – same place that is now the product testing place. There were pages and pages of psychology testing to prep for the job interview. I had dreamed about 3 snow globes and I thought that was really meaningful. The paperwork was so hard it took me 4 hours for 3 questions, but I was determined to do it and hell bent on finding a job that would appreciate the effort. Mom was also filling it out and was worried about the vocabulary sections, but I told her she would be fine with those. I was on a swing, and there was a problem about 2 clocks. The clocks were real – in an area through a window where Michael was. The question was “What is the time difference?” It was hard to tell which were the big hands and which were little hands – if there were 2 different sizes, I would have done big hand/big hand + little hand/little. If two sets were blue and 2 were red, I’d have done that. But on one clock the other was green and the other was yellow. I asked Michael, and he said he hadn’t even looked at the clock, but when he did he didn’t comment about the extra set of hands. *other universe* I was swinging so high and so fast that it was very cold and I said I needed a coat and hat.
Three snow globes