I am dreaming.

If I could spend my whole life dreaming, I would.

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.

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  • Azaro dreams

    This is my blog about dreams. It's nothing more than that. We all dream, and we all wonder what those dreams mean. I'm no different.


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