Stress Dreams

[robby]

I had a whole series of slightly distressing dreams, and it was a relief to wake up at 5AM, make some coffee and watch CNN.

The common thread in all three dreams was that I was in unfamiliar situations of authority, and I had to accomplish a goal that I was not prepared for. I was making the best of a bad situation. The option of admitting that I didn't belong there, and walking away from the situation never crossed my mind.

I found myself at a podium during a press conference, briefing reporters about George Bush's policies. I was apparently the press secretary in the Bush administration. There was an outline in front of me, with 4 major points. Two of them had to do with the environment and I was pleased at being able to tie them together in a coherent way.

I was a warehouse supervisor and I was talking to an employee. He told me half the crew was pissed at me because I had referred to them as "you Mexicans". I told him I didn't remember saying that, but if I did, it wasn't meant to be insulting.

I was in the same warehouse passing out pay stubs to about 50 people. The pay stubs were these tiny pieces of adhesive backed paper, that were stuck to each other. The names on the stubs were unpronounceable, and I was calling out these bizarre Asian and Eastern European names, one by one, and handing them the stub. A man and woman in the crowd where acting up, and I was trying to control them, before order deteriorated even more. One person handed me my pay check that I had given him in error. He had opened and it was for $10,000. It was supposed to be a secret that I was getting paid huge sums of money.

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[crackpipe.livejournal.com]

i dont know about your soul, but defiantly your sexual history.