Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Wooded Work Area

I was in a wooded area, kind of like the scenes from Return of the Jedi, where the Ewoks live. There were sidewalks and spontaneously occurring staged, platforms that were, to my reckoning, scenes from my work. Anyway, It was around these two scenes where I was doing some light office work. I noticed a new girl in our office. I kissed her and we wound up rolling around on the ground. Got that feeling. Ended that hoping no one from work found out what we were doing. Later on in the dream we were both around co-workers and I got an awkward feeling as though I wasn't sure if what i'd done was acceptable for work behavior or not. The girl reminded me of someone- not sure who. She was nice.

Monday, June 27, 2005

Trapped in My Work

I was at a gas station (as I often am with my job). As I pumped my gas, a woman I work with came to ask me if she would be having visitation with her children this week. I told her I didn't know, because she had never gotten back to me about setting it up. The gas station pavilion then turned into a locked, inpatient facility (another reference from work). It was either that or a county jail. I buzzed the people on the outside to have them buzz me out. The woman was supposed to be there, not me. I became gradually more concerned.

Observations of White Trash

I dreamt that I was sitting in a circle, among some friends, family and others I didn't know. We were all perched on wooden barstools, in a well kept basement and listening to a guy sing country song on a guitar. After that, I wandered upstairs, outside to see that this house was a mansion among other mansions within a densely wooded area. I wound up at a wedding reception and noticed that it was sort of trashy- in that the bride and groom looked kind of white trashy. I began to become aware that the guests were thinking along these lines and in turn, I felt bad for them. Then the groom got up (he looked rushed and disheveled) and brought in drinks, himself, for the toast. He then passed around a used plastic bag and people began to take random assortments of beer and booze out of it. First people took tallboys out. By the time it got to me, there was nothing left but the mini liquor bottles.

Monday, June 20, 2005

My New T-Shirt

Simple dream. I had a dream that I looked through my closet and saw a familiar t-shirt but as I looked closer I saw writing that I couldn't quite make out. The closer I looked the more letter I could make out. It was faded but clearly read "I support rules" on the front.