recurring_dreams tender_square i'm working in a fast food restaurant during a lunch rush. i keep telling the others that the supplies have dwindled (the buns, the meat, the toppings) and that someone either needs to take over for me in the assembly line or needs to get that stuff for us. no one is as alarmed as i am. i can't remember what goes on a regular quarter pounder. i struggle to wrap the burger in its paper jacket. later, i talk to my boss about christian bale movies. 221202 ... raze a black hawk lands in one of the trees above my head, taking notes on the clipboard that lives inside its mind, biding its time until my back is turned and it can tear my truest friends apart. 221202 ... tender_square i'm shopping in a cheap store, looking through every aisle, though for what i don't know. the store becomes a restaurant and the tables are full of families waiting and restless for food. i begin taking orders and serving others, even though i'm not even sure i work there. 221209 ... tender_square i have american tender but it's no use here at home. 221211 ... epitome of incomprehensibility Did going back to school stop me from having dreams about unfinished school work? Short answer: nope. 221212 ... tender_square shopping again, while a friend of mine tries on clothes in the dressing room. i leave her to browse through hideous racks of beaded vests and cheap fabrics. i pick up sweater that looks like a butterfly's wing with an "eye" in the design to ward off predators. deeper into the store, i'm browsing band t-shirts (led zeppelin; crosby, stills, nash and young) while steely dan's "reeling in the years" plays. unexpectedly, the display case i'm spinning has a rack of homemade pornographic vhs tapes. 221216 ... e_o_i I said this before in weird_confessions, but whenever I look out my bedroom window and the scenery looks unfamiliar, I tend to open it and jump out. The window seems usually to be in its usual place above and a little to the left of my bed, but it's much larger - there's no screen - and it opens easily. This can't represent a desire for self-harm because it never leads to immediate danger - I float, fly, or change scenes. Besides, in real life, that window is quite non-jump-out-able. So I don't know what this represents. Something about freedom, maybe? From myself or others? From routines? 221220 ... e_o_i Last night there was a boreal forest, the dark green treetops far far down, as if I was looking at them from a great height. I jumped out the window and floated down gently, but I don't remember anything else. 221220 ... tender_square i'm working in the dollar store, assembling what appear to be wands or pixy stix with toppers alongside a male employee. at one point, a female co-worker interrupts and says i'm needed up front at the register—they're out of coffee. i find a bag in the aisle i'm working down, take the price gun and slap a $7.50 sticker on it and hand it to her. i remembered second-guessing, wondering if that was too expensive for a dollar store offering, even though products are sold for upwards of five bucks at times. "but i don't have any cash to pay for it," i tell her. "that's okay," she assures me. "we just write it down in the store inventory and keep track of it that way." 230110 ... e_o_i My relationship with my parents, the good and the bad - lesbian_necklace as an example. (Why this particularly? Why now? Ah well.) 230212 ... nr two are high school-related: one is that i don't have my class schedule and i don't know what classes i'm supposed to be in. i'm usually just annoyed at the inconvenience, and sometimes there's a bit of fear of trouble or unwanted attention from students or something. i usually end up going to the office to ask them to print out my schedule. sometimes in the dream i'll realize this schedule-forgetting happens a lot, but my brain doesn't quite put together that it's in dreams. the other involves me not having handed in some huge project at some point, and the teacher hasn't said anything. it's always near my graduation time, and i'm always worried i won't graduate because of it, and trying to think of a way to get around that. the third always takes place in my apartment (which doesn't look like my apartment). there are random people that come in, either through an extra door in the wall or the front door, or they've already been at my place. i call my superintendent and remind him that i'm supposed to have the apartment to myself. in some dreams he says ok and gets the people to leave, and in others he gives a reason why they're supposed to be there and i just have extra roommates. 231205 ... nr i'm in the family home i lived in for 18 years of my life, and we have a cat (sometimes two). there is a dark basement in this house that doesn't exist in reality. it's not unfinished exactly, but just seemingly full of clutter and always dark. there are kittens living down there that we always seem to forget about. occasionally i'll remember in a dream that i forgot to feed them. in last night's, we were all out of the house for a few days, and i was relieved to realize we'd left the door open to the main floor of the house so the kittens could get up there and eat the cats' food if they wanted. then i worried the cats' dry food would be too difficult for them to eat. 241026 ... nr they thought my mom was going to die, or that she was already gone. my dad is already with his new partner; that's how far along it's been. but then they end up finding something that prolongs her life or brings her back. sometimes she's like she always was, other times she still can't quite move or speak like she used to. but she's always better than she was in reality at the end. in the dreams, my dad is still with his partner and living in halifax, but when he's in toronto, he's with my mom, kind of, maybe? every time this comes up in my dream, i wonder what's going to happen now that the three of them are both here. i'm always vaguely surprised that he doesn't just go back to my mom full-time, but i guess there's risk in that. 241026 what's it to you? who go blather from