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I dropped Matt off yesterday morning. He's now gone away for 8 weeks working on a road trip movie. I miss him already.
We've spent so much lovely time together in the last couple of weeks, trying to make the most of every moment. I'm already sad that he's gone, but I know I'll have plenty with which to distract myself, especially now that I'm working on this rally project.
I went to a lovely backyard BBQ last night. I was worried about it, because there's this friend that has been very difficult who might have been there, but she wasn't there. I was feeling a little brave with the foods I ate - I've been feeling a lot better lately, so I was less careful last night about what I ate.
Well, I woke up this morning feeling Very Sick. But it was a different kind of sick, at least. I was actually really worried it was food poisoning, but it died down and I was able to roll over and go back to sleep. Must be careful today with my body.
At least I had this interesting sick dream. It is summer, in the dream. For some reason, it has taken WA (my previous job) this long to fill my position - and I find out in the dream that's because they're bringing on more than one staffperson. Marian is still there, and still crazy, but they bring me back to "help with some housekeeping" while they train the new organizers.
So I'm doing some data entry, some bookkeeping, boring stuff. I'm a little scattered from being on the road. Some strange things of Dream Importance happen. For some reason, in the dream I eat breakfast before going to work, then get really worried about being too hungry, so I eat a full whopper for second breakfast. For the rest of the dream I feel vaguely greasy and sickly. My boss also made continuous jabs at me - "look how well we're doing without you!" "this is something you tried to do and you failed!" - that kind of thing. Dream Me just gritted her teeth and kept on.
Anyway, when I get there the organizers are planning a large soccer event, perhaps like Field Day that I did last year, but the organizers, staffmembers, and kids are all going to be shipped out to the prairie to do the game. For some reason, my boss - even though she's hired all people of color in these positions - has decided to take the very unwise route of wanting everyone in the pictures to look like they're a POC. So she gives me a bunch of blackface that I'm supposed to put all over my body, and a wig. I am highly offended, and work with the other organizers of the event to stop this ridiculous thing from happening. When I'm washing off the blackface, it was apparently an extremely acidic makeup, and it lifts the ink from my half-sleeve tattoo out of my skin. As if the ink could be converted back to a liquid from being in my skin, it runs down like water, and I'm simultaneously panicking that my tattoo has been destroyed and wondering what to put there instead.
It seemed like the organizers that were hired on were nervous that it wasn't just going to be about soccer, but that there was something nefarious going on. They didn't trust my boss any more than I did, but they at least had some context for what was going on. At the same time that we could commiserate over how terrible she is, they kept me at arm's length - not sure if I was in cahoots with her. I woke up before the soccer (and potential terrible deeds) happened.
And that, my friends, is the most vivid dream I've had in a long while.
I know there were other things I wanted to write about here, but the morning is getting away from me and I have things I've got to do. I have to plan what I'm doing for food for the week, clean up the apartment a bit, and hit up the farmer's market before heading out to see
syntaxofthings and watch anime (eeee!). There's this lovely farmer's market right by where I live, which makes healthy eating really easy during the summer. We'll see what they've got for veggies, I know it's still really early in the season.
We've spent so much lovely time together in the last couple of weeks, trying to make the most of every moment. I'm already sad that he's gone, but I know I'll have plenty with which to distract myself, especially now that I'm working on this rally project.
I went to a lovely backyard BBQ last night. I was worried about it, because there's this friend that has been very difficult who might have been there, but she wasn't there. I was feeling a little brave with the foods I ate - I've been feeling a lot better lately, so I was less careful last night about what I ate.
Well, I woke up this morning feeling Very Sick. But it was a different kind of sick, at least. I was actually really worried it was food poisoning, but it died down and I was able to roll over and go back to sleep. Must be careful today with my body.
At least I had this interesting sick dream. It is summer, in the dream. For some reason, it has taken WA (my previous job) this long to fill my position - and I find out in the dream that's because they're bringing on more than one staffperson. Marian is still there, and still crazy, but they bring me back to "help with some housekeeping" while they train the new organizers.
So I'm doing some data entry, some bookkeeping, boring stuff. I'm a little scattered from being on the road. Some strange things of Dream Importance happen. For some reason, in the dream I eat breakfast before going to work, then get really worried about being too hungry, so I eat a full whopper for second breakfast. For the rest of the dream I feel vaguely greasy and sickly. My boss also made continuous jabs at me - "look how well we're doing without you!" "this is something you tried to do and you failed!" - that kind of thing. Dream Me just gritted her teeth and kept on.
Anyway, when I get there the organizers are planning a large soccer event, perhaps like Field Day that I did last year, but the organizers, staffmembers, and kids are all going to be shipped out to the prairie to do the game. For some reason, my boss - even though she's hired all people of color in these positions - has decided to take the very unwise route of wanting everyone in the pictures to look like they're a POC. So she gives me a bunch of blackface that I'm supposed to put all over my body, and a wig. I am highly offended, and work with the other organizers of the event to stop this ridiculous thing from happening. When I'm washing off the blackface, it was apparently an extremely acidic makeup, and it lifts the ink from my half-sleeve tattoo out of my skin. As if the ink could be converted back to a liquid from being in my skin, it runs down like water, and I'm simultaneously panicking that my tattoo has been destroyed and wondering what to put there instead.
It seemed like the organizers that were hired on were nervous that it wasn't just going to be about soccer, but that there was something nefarious going on. They didn't trust my boss any more than I did, but they at least had some context for what was going on. At the same time that we could commiserate over how terrible she is, they kept me at arm's length - not sure if I was in cahoots with her. I woke up before the soccer (and potential terrible deeds) happened.
And that, my friends, is the most vivid dream I've had in a long while.
I know there were other things I wanted to write about here, but the morning is getting away from me and I have things I've got to do. I have to plan what I'm doing for food for the week, clean up the apartment a bit, and hit up the farmer's market before heading out to see
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Date: 2015-05-20 08:54 pm (UTC)For some reason, this really stood out to me. Wonder what that means.
Your playlist sounds like it'd be really cool!
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Date: 2015-05-23 01:49 pm (UTC)And yeah - that part is really strange. Because I remember throughout the rest of the dream feeling Very Sick in dreamworld because I'd eaten. Something off with nourishment? Puzzling.
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Date: 2015-05-29 02:13 am (UTC)I have a sweet tooth so I will sometimes dream about stacks of pastries. And they are the best things I have ever tasted!