Left Behind on a Bank of Muddy Waters

Dreams 10.20.12
I was about to go on work/personal trip to HK, planning it last minute because the deciding factors for the trip had only just stabilized. I knew that 6 other friends were going to the same destination but all in hotels in different parts of town. They all had arrangements of 2 and 2.

I knew one pair was jr and df. I mulled over which of the groups to call and ultimately knew it would be them because I’d feel most comfortable and less imposing. The others were a bunch of girls, who are nice but well, I have a hard time being comfortable around most women. When I called, I called jr’s number and hesitantly left a voicemail to ask if I could sleep on the floor or have a room in the apartment they were going to stay at.

Then I was at the destination which wasn’t like HK at all. It was very jungle-like and tropical. I was at the edge of a rushing river where the road just ended suddenly. I was stuck, unable to cross and I could see my friends floating off in their car/hover boat. I was left behind and stood on my own. The wind was blowing really strong through the trees on both sides of the river. The rushing river was a muddy brown.

Then I was at work in md’s office. It was a small room that was perfectly cube shaped. Her desk faced the door, so wide there was only maybe 2 feet on each side before the wall. The side of the cubic room behind the desk was one big solid sheet of glass window that looked out to the cityscape. It must’ve been just past dusk, the sky was a dark grey/blue. Seeing the building out there, the skyscraper, including the one we were in, must’ve been really tall. We were very high, at least about 30 floors up.

She calls a client on speaker phone while I had my notebook in front of me, read to take notes. She tells the client that it was awkward to have this conversation, to which the client agreed. I casually got up and closed the door and just sat back down taking notes, head down. Md sings praises about me for closing door, that they should feel more assured now the conversation was more private. She gave me an assuring and grateful smile and I returned the sentiment with a smile of my own.

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Magical Communication Gadgets

Dreams 10.12.12
Lots of holes in my recall but I’ve got a lot more today than other recent dreams. I opened a small box, a gift. It looked like a remote car started, slightly bigger but it had 4 buttons. It was off white, 3 of the buttons were grey, 1 was red. Each button had a white symbol on it. It was actually a texting / communications device. I was either interacting with my highschool ex with it or it was a gift from him.

When I pressed the buttons, somehow I would be sending fully formed sentences. I wondered what happened on the receiver end, what would they see if they had a similar device or another. Funny thing is that after each transmission, the device’s male computerized voice would say something to me. Something completely unrelated to the message but more commentary on me or on situations.

At one point, when I had another friend in the room whom I cannot identify as someone from real life, the device told me that the person I texted was “a good catch”. I had to correct it and say there was nothing between us. But the thing never responds when you talk directly to it so I could never tell if it could hear what I said. When my friend heard this, he laughed and asked me what it is. I explained to him, realizing how crazy it sounded.

Then I was going to meet a teacher at a principal’s office. For what purpose, I cannot remember. I was receiving and texting through the device and again it made its single-sided commentary. The teacher was taken aback by the device as well and we sat across each other at this dark brown wooden table while I showed her the device. I told her I was baffled at how 4 buttons could type out full messages and admitted that I didn’t know how it worked. And yet somehow I had “figured” out how to use it fully. I was confused about it but also skeptical.

Swimming and Playing in a Cubicle

Dreams 06.18.12

Dream 1:
I was swimming in and then walking by a pool. It had high ceilings like in a community centre/gym. Husband commented on how “shitty” it was but I actually thought it was pretty nice. Then I see my mom and she told me gossip about my bf. Bf’s black friend, Roland (completely fictitious person!) who works for their it company said that bf was hesitant about the wedding because of something. What that is I cannot remember.

Dream 2:
I am sitting in my office cubicle (not the same as one irl) typing away on the keyboard. Strangely now that I think back, I’m not even sure the computer was on. Maybe I was only pretending to work. Anyway my sister was working a few cubicles away and I went over to say hi.

When I returned to my desk I had a handful of tiny 2 cm cube-like figurines. They were talking toys from a Happy Meal or something. I pressed a button on each of them in turn and they announced their recorded lines perfectly from whatever movie or cartoon they originated from. I just kept pressing the buttons over and over, amused by how such a small toy could be so loud. I was also admiring the detail of the small figurines which were of a surprisingly good quality.

I overheard a few groans in the cubicles around me complaining of the incessant noise from my toys. To muffle the sound, I crumpled up a sweatshirt and placed it over them and continued to make the toys talk.