It’s that time again my lovelies – dream interpretation day! I know you’re excited so let me tell you about two recent dreams I’ve had and let’s see what you think they mean, especially the second one 😁.
Before I tell you about the first one, a little context. There are 3 recurring themes in some of my dreams: 1 – I’m back in high school, 2 – I’m back in college, and 3 – I’m at work. Each have their own themes within the larger theme. The first dream I’m going to recall relates to #3 – dun dun duh! But with a twist on the workplace.
Usually when I dream of work, it’s set at the domestic violence agency I used to work at. This last work dream, I was back waitressing which hasn’t happened before, that I recall. Now on to the dream.
I find myself in the dining room of what appears to be a sort of bar/restaurant situation. In the middle of the room is a long table with some of my relatives at it. They are waiting on others to arrive, so I don’t have to do much for them at the moment and they are good with that. There are tables around the edge of the room and a bar top counter sticking out near the kitchen entrance -kind of an extension of the pass. I’m trying to wait on the other tables but I keep misplacing my order pad so I head toward the kitchen to look for it, running into the bar top on my way (because that is just something that I would do – misjudge the turn 🤪). The chef is trying to give me an order, but I hadn’t taken any yet so I tell him it can’t be mine. I grab a yellow notepad, determined to get caught up with my tables and walk back out to my section which has been completely filled while I was gone for a few minutes. Although bonus – George Clooney is now one of my customers as is another famous person, that I can’t quite see in my dream. Weirdly, my family table still only has three or four people out of about 20 expected. I try to figure out where to start with orders and sectioning off my notepad. I become increasingly flustered because I can’t seem to figure out a system to get organized and there are no other wait staff in sight. I start to panic, and I wake up.
Upon waking up, I inexplicably shuddered violently. I wonder if I had been so panicked in the dream that my body responded and tensed up so much that when I woke up that my body shook trying to get rid of the feeling. It was a very uncommon reaction for me, and the sensation stayed with me for most of the morning.
The second dream is a little shorter but a whole lot stranger 😆. I was looking down on an arena floor from what appeared to be a skybox. The floor had what looked like a target shaped track (🎯 like this but without the dart 😁) on it made of panels that raised and lowered at various points so that anything moving on the track could fall in if they didn’t pay attention to the moving panels. While watching it operate my darling (yet still crazy) dog Reese starts running the pattern of the track and the panels start to shift. Next thing I know I’m down on the track trying to catch her and she falls under one of the moving panels. I rush over and pull her out by her scruff (yes, my dream was that specific 😜). She wriggles free, runs off and falls under another panel, necessitating a second rescue 🙄. This time when I reach in my hand is in a toilet drain type situation. Reese appears next to me, and I am pulling a puppy out of the drain that looks like her. And…. I wake up, thankfully.
That is how my sleeping mind works. So hit me with your best interpretations and have some fun with it. Just leave out the notion that I want another dog just because a puppy appeared in the dream – I am good right now on the pet end of things.
I also encourage you to share your nighttime fare. I can’t be the only one whose brain is more active while sleeping 🤣🤣🤣.
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