A dream related to work goals?
I was dreaming that I was in a shopping mall. A really fat woman, like the fattest woman I had ever seen, was driving one of those motorized scooters old people drive. She was so fat she could barely fit on it.
She attempted to drive up an escalator. I was concerned as to why she was doing this. I watched as she drove on the escalator and got taken up to the next level. I was terrified. She very nearly overbalanced and toppled down the stairs, but she made it all way to the top before her scooter toppled over.
In my dream, I rushed up there to see what was happening. I remember asking people why they weren’t helping, and I got really angry, telling everybody that I was a reporter and would write about them not helping the lady in a newspaper.
This was a strange dream because the woman in the wheel chair reminds me of a character from an anime movie I once saw. I forget the movie, but I’m sure that’s where this woman comes from.
The shopping mall is an interesting setting. When I think of shopping malls I think of a place to go where I can just sit down or wonder around. I like being in shopping malls because they’re easy places to feel comfortable in.
Maybe the stuff about me being a newspaper reporter is to do with the fact that in real life, I want recognition for my work in the media. I want people to notice me. My comfort comes from people praising my work.
I don’t want to lose my job
It wasn’t quite a nightmare, but it was a dream that has been cropping up regularly since I started my new job. Last night I dreamt that I was at work in the office and the latest edition of our newspaper came in. Everybody said it was great, but then I looked at the front page and there was a glaring error, right there in front of me.
The error, of cause, was all my fault. I’d somehow left a stray dividing-line running through a column of text. The disappointment I felt was unreal.
The reason I have this dream is because every week, as we approach deadline, I have to lay out and edit pages, and I always worry about messing up. If I mess up the layout of a page and it goes to print, I would get into serious trouble. Obviously, I don’t want to fail in this job. I’m still on probation and have only been working there about three months. Thinking about it, I can’t remember if my probationary period is three or four months. Either way, I don’t want to get fired.
I’ve had a few dreams of this nature, all involving me making some mistake with the paper and feeling ashamed of myself and worried about losing my job.
Starting a new job
I haven’t added to this blog for some time. There is one dream, though, that I wanted to write about. It was set in my old primary school in the south of England. I saw a girl whom I recognised and I called out her name, “Rebecca!” Rebecca was my first real crush as a young boy, and she was my girlfriend for about two or three weeks I think.
Rebecca was wearing a suit and looked very tidy, I on the other hand was wearing a pair of old jeans and a hoodie and felt a little inferior. She didn’t hear me at first, but eventually she turned round and said, “Are you Byron’s brother?” This would be a strange thing for her to say because she didn’t really know my brother. At this point I noticed she was with another man, also wearing a suit, who stood behind her watching. I assumed this man to be her boyfriend and I felt insanely jealous of him. He didn’t speak; he just watched.
I felt shabby in my old clothes. We were in a field and for some reason I did a couple of backward rolls (like kids do in gym class). Rebecca promised she’d be back in a few minutes, and then I woke up.
Rebecca is not representing herself here. When I think of Rebecca I think of desire and dreams. She is wearing a suit which may symbolize work, and as I have just started a new job this seems to fit. At the moment I feel a little inferior to my job and the other people at work. The man watching over Rebecca perhaps symbolises the reality that although I have this job, everything is not as secure as I have convinced myself. Doing a couple of backward rolls could be a way of distancing myself from reality.