What Does This Dream Mean?
It’s Monday morning and I have woken up from a disturbing dream. For those who analyze dreams, you might want to take a look at this and leave a comment below on what you think.
After college, I had a job in which I didn’t like. I had a run in with a fellow co-worker and his beef with me was I wasn’t taking initiative and caring about my job I was in. The job was too hard for me and I didn’t get the thrill of doing it that everyone else was. From my perspective, I didn’t like the job and by 2 pm each afternoon, it was all I could do to not fall asleep at my desk. The job paid well and I stuck it out… but it certainly wasn’t my passion. I did that job for over a couple years and then they downsized and I was let go. They did me a favour in retrospect.
Here’s the Dream
I pull up in my car and arrive at the job. I am arriving before the main office arrives, like I normally had before. I didn’t go directly to my desk but went to the internal mail box. There appears to be garbage and opened mail in this box which isn’t supposed to be opened. I grabbed it out to keep the box clean. In quickly looking, I realized my name is on one of the garbage looking pieces of mail… in fact, all of the mail that appeared to be junk mail belongs to me.
I walk back throughout the factory where I ran into the co-worker. He and I rarely spoke as there was a general dislike for each other. I figured, I better make effort in asking an intelligent question. So I did and his answer was snarky in return. I walked away thinking, “Why do I bother!”
When walking back to my office I can see my cubical from the factory floor. It doesn’t make sense as there is kid stickers on the windows.
I’m getting the sense that I don’t work there anymore. With the mail appearing as garbage with my name on it and the cubical is definitely not my desk. Maybe I have been moved.
In my dream, I have reasoned with myself that it’s just after the Christmas break and everyone is getting back to work.
I walk into the office and I don’t want to admit that I think I don’t work there anymore. I stand at the main area and begin sorting the junk mail. I found a check for $1.75 payable to The Crochet Crowd C/O of my name. I don’t get it. What is The Crochet Crowd?
I continue to filter through and I find another check of a $1978.00 payable to The Crochet Crowd c/o of my name and it’s a insurance payment with a policy in relationship to the car I had an accident in. I’ve never had an insurance claim in my life and I don’t understand how I have this payment. I am figuring out that maybe I have been in an accident and I don’t remember what I did prior to the accident.
I find another check payable to The Crochet Crowd with my name. Now I am getting concerned because I don’t know what The Crochet Crowd is.
Then, I found Daniel and I’s cruise tickets for The Crochet Cruises. Who is Daniel? When was I on a cruise?
In behind me, that co-worker had returned. He was making it clearly obvious that I wasn’t to be there by talking loud to another employee asking what I think I am doing. I am trying to ignore him.
In my brain, I’m trying to figure out, who I got to the place and what projects I was working on prior to the Christmas break.
So the employee finally got under my skin and I with a cracked voice saying out loud, “I think I have had a brain injury… don’t worry about me… I’m leaving…”
With that I grabbed all of my mail and headed out the door. I had forgot where to leave for the factory and then I woke up.
There’s a lot to analyze in this. What do you think? Leave me a comment below if this can be made sense of.