I decided to treat myself to sleeping in this morning - 5:30! How late. What I ended up doing afterwards was dosing off and on for quite a while longer. In the process, I had the following series of dreams . . .
(1) I walk into my lab at work, which is normally very clean, and find a number of small messes. Now this in-of-itself is not unusual since both myself and my lab partner leave messes lying about for the various projects we work on. More so my partner than myself. Although sometimes, my partners messes frustrate me - sometimes. Anyways, as I'm looking about working on a project, I'm getting increasingly frustrated at a mess left behind that's hampering my ability to find some items, and have the space to work on my project in an area of the lab. My frustration and anger increases. At some point, I'm super frazzled while I look on the table for something. Then, I look up and to my left and find this whole row of new (well old) tools lined up like their new wild projects that my partner is dreaming up. A minor panic mode kicks in.
(2) Then, instantly, I'm giving a large group of people a tour of the lab. Some adults, but mostly children. Around, say 4 to 6 years old. Well at this instant, we are all headed towards the exit door and I turn around (I'm leading) and all of the people are taking their lab gowns off! See, I work in a cleanroom environment where we have to wear gowns for particulate control. Well, I'm like - WHAT ARE YOU PEOPLE DOING! The gowns are pretty much all off. OK! Let's get everyone out of here. As they are all out, I take one last pass around the lab to see that no one is left and looking down one long hall, I see a toddler, walking around in diapers only, waiving around the lab equipment. I walk over and pick up the child, and proceed to the exit. Then . . .
(3) Flash to me holding the toddler and a baby while still in my cleanroom gown. A woman, in street cloths with no gown, AND we are in the clean lab, is standing next to me and we are both smiling and giggling over how cute the kids are!
Go figure!
I think (1) has to do with what seems to be my increasing insecurities over how I think my boss [might] shows favoritism towards my partner regarding the work myself and he tend to focus on. As far as (2) and (3) go, your guess is as good as mine.
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Saturday, November 10, 2007
Monday, June 4, 2007
Dream
As Monday morning starts, I had the weirdest dream this morning. And let me tell you, I cannot remember the last time I had a dream. I originally woke up a little after 6, then fell asleep again until around 8:20. The dream had several parts.
(1) I'm in a room in which I have to paint a yellow line to "outline" a circle. Inside the circle is a stand with a bird cage. The original method I chose to paint the circle did not produce a perfect circle. That is, the ending line does not match the starting line of the circle. This other person comes in and is angry that the circle is not true, at which point I have this thought of painting the line by drilling a hole in the floor in the center of the circle, then using the string and paintbrush trick. While all this is going on (the conversation with angry person), the bird is going wild in the cage and escapes; rocking the cage and stand while this is going on.
(2) Then the dream jumps to me sitting at a computer. I'm looking at some program that gives me access to many peoples email accounts. One catches my eye and I click on it. Email entries start to download. Turns out there are over 1000 entries that will be downloaded while the person only had a few messages that had been viewed. Since this will obviously be a while, I decide to go to bed. I wake up the morning in a place different from my current home. It's like I live in one of these plush lofts you see on T.V. Rich type. The computer stand is at the end of the bed with folding covers around it. I move the covers to gain access to the computer and it is GONE. I step into the living room, and the room is trashed. You know, someone trashed it while they were looking for something.
(3) I'm not sure if this part is related to (2) or not. The scene then jumps to a dark room that looks something like a farmers barn with some wood tables and a few other objects. There are two flaming "beings" fighting. I say beings, because they were covered in fire! Something like the flaming guy in Fantastic Four. Anyways, they are smaller than humans, maybe half to 3/4 height. They are fighting in the air, bouncing off the walls, doing Kung Fu moves, twist and fancy acrobatic maneuvers (ya know, Jet Li). Then they are standing on the floor near a table. One grabs the other by the neck and lunges forward. At that moment, a ray of light comes through the wall and causes pain to one who is having his neck choked. In clear agony, he begins to morph, growing larger in size and also changing his appearance to a human form. At this moment, I sense that the whole fight is some sort of good verses evil in which the good guy is fighting to save me and . . . is the one who is in pain and morphing.
And then I wake up. Weird.
(1) I'm in a room in which I have to paint a yellow line to "outline" a circle. Inside the circle is a stand with a bird cage. The original method I chose to paint the circle did not produce a perfect circle. That is, the ending line does not match the starting line of the circle. This other person comes in and is angry that the circle is not true, at which point I have this thought of painting the line by drilling a hole in the floor in the center of the circle, then using the string and paintbrush trick. While all this is going on (the conversation with angry person), the bird is going wild in the cage and escapes; rocking the cage and stand while this is going on.
(2) Then the dream jumps to me sitting at a computer. I'm looking at some program that gives me access to many peoples email accounts. One catches my eye and I click on it. Email entries start to download. Turns out there are over 1000 entries that will be downloaded while the person only had a few messages that had been viewed. Since this will obviously be a while, I decide to go to bed. I wake up the morning in a place different from my current home. It's like I live in one of these plush lofts you see on T.V. Rich type. The computer stand is at the end of the bed with folding covers around it. I move the covers to gain access to the computer and it is GONE. I step into the living room, and the room is trashed. You know, someone trashed it while they were looking for something.
(3) I'm not sure if this part is related to (2) or not. The scene then jumps to a dark room that looks something like a farmers barn with some wood tables and a few other objects. There are two flaming "beings" fighting. I say beings, because they were covered in fire! Something like the flaming guy in Fantastic Four. Anyways, they are smaller than humans, maybe half to 3/4 height. They are fighting in the air, bouncing off the walls, doing Kung Fu moves, twist and fancy acrobatic maneuvers (ya know, Jet Li). Then they are standing on the floor near a table. One grabs the other by the neck and lunges forward. At that moment, a ray of light comes through the wall and causes pain to one who is having his neck choked. In clear agony, he begins to morph, growing larger in size and also changing his appearance to a human form. At this moment, I sense that the whole fight is some sort of good verses evil in which the good guy is fighting to save me and . . . is the one who is in pain and morphing.
And then I wake up. Weird.
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