Thursday, September 10, 2009

Rich, Famous and Shaq

I always wondered what it would be like to be rich and famous and I suppose I got a little taste of that last night in my dream, of course on my minds own terms. I was staying at a nice resort somewhere in the United States. I remember walking around completely drunk out of my mind chatting it up with Shaq, who was my best friend.

We roamed around for awhile wandering from bar to bar, to the pool, then back to the bar until I noticed Bad Boy Bill on the other side of the pool. I walked over there and said my hello's when he invited my other friend and I back to his room to party some more. Of course I accepted. When we got to his room I could immediately tell the people in there weren't messing around when it came to having a good time. I saw piles of drugs, most likely ecstasy, laying all over the place. Bad Boy Bill led us into the back room where we relaxed on the bed drinking straight out of bottles of Rum.

Next thing you know, a laser is coming through the door and someone is yelling at me to open up. I walked towards the door and asked who it was. It turned out to be another friend of ours who had been caught by the police with drugs. They had bribed him to try and get us to come out of the room so they could search the rest of us for any illegal substances. The cops finally busted in the door and grabbed my friend and Bad Boy Bill. I took off out the door and flew around the corner trying to find somewhere to hide... Why? I have no idea because I knew I didn't have anything illegal on me. I found Shaq and made him bring me back to the room we were staying in and keep watch for any police activity.

I remember it taking us forever to get there because people wandering outside their rooms wondering what was going on kept grabbing at Shaq and I trying to get autographs and pictures. Shaq ended up just picking me up and sprinting through a ton of people to get us to safety.

Aaaand well that was the end of the dream. Weird.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Flying Through The Grand Canyon

When I was a little girl, I always wanted wings - This childhood wish of mine finally came true in my dream last night.

I was hanging out with a few friends outside of a hospital when one of them started to cry. I asked her what happened as she hung up her cell phone. Her boyfriend and his best friend were upstairs lying in hospital beds - their diagnosis was not good. Her and I walked up stairs and kept them company while the doctor's finished explaining what was wrong with them (I don't remember what was said). Apparently I had the biggest crush on the boyfriends best friend for a long time because I couldn't stop myself from crying even though he said everything would be OK. He held me close to him for awhile until it was starting to get dark outside.

It was then I decided we needed to get these boys out of the hospital and help them to live their lives while they still had the chance. My girlfriend snuck her boyfriend out first - now it was my turn to sneak us out. I opened the window, grabbed (I suppose I should name him since I do not remember his name in the dream so...) Jay - jumped out the window spreading my large wings across the sky. We shot straight up into the sky and headed towards the Grand Canyon. Jay had never seen it before so I thought it would be the perfect beginning to fly him through the Canyon.

When we arrived, I was exhausted and just about crash landed us into the Colorado River. I remember feeling whole, happy, complete for those moments in my dream - sitting there relaxing against Jay - It was a feeling I had never experienced in my life and I didn't want it to ever fade away. We continued our journey around the Canyon until I was abruptly woken up this morning by my alarm clock. Le sigh...

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

I got FIRED!

Not only is it horrid that I was WORKING in my dream last night, but at the very end of it - I got FIRED. I suppose I should give you a little work history before I get into details...

I do online marketing for a living which basically means search engine optimization, search engine marketing, content building, social networking and article submission - among other things. I work for a small sign shop in North Austin in charge of a good amount of their online marketing campaigns. We do not do any kind of paid advertising.

OK, now that you are caught up, back to the dream. I do not remember much of the beginning or what exactly brought me to this point in the dream so I will just begin from what I do remember. I was sitting at my computer - which was outside for some awesome reason - working along when my supervisor walks up to me and starts going off on some weird tangent. He went on and on about nothing work related then out of the blue asked me what I was doing. I told him I was looking into PPC campaigns for our company and he freaked out. "We are finished with paid marketing, you are fired, get out!".

I remember being pretty stunned, but just got up and left - then I woke up.

According to dreammoods.com:

To dream that you lost your job, represents instability and insecurity in your waking life.

I can see how this relates to my waking life. I just moved to another state and things have been messy... Although they are getting better, it is awkward that I would be dreaming about this feeling now?