Dream Diary - 13/8/18

platinum-blue (72)in #dreams • 6 years ago

Good Morning,

Yesterday I said I was getting over feeling low and sad. I’m pleased to say I feel like I am right on the mend. I had a good night sleep and I got up and did my bodyweight exercise and now I am going to tell u about my dream then settle in to watching some more of The Bachelorette. I can’t wait! Things are really kicking off. Here is my dream from last night. Enjoy!

Monday 13th August 2018

I dreamed I was at my old place of work. I had just recently returned to working there and it was one of my colleagues leaving day. I said to him ”It’s strange how the roles have reversed and I’m the one who is working and you are the one leaving.” I went to leave the office in the afternoon. I walked round to the back road to where I used to park my car. My car was my old car, it was the one I had at the time when I was working for the company. When I got there, I went to drive it round to the front of the office. When I was halfway down the road, my car turned into a little red car and it only had the front half. It was so small I could pick it up in my hand to manoeuvre it and park it. I couldn’t understand why my car had changed! It seemed normal to me at the time that I could pick it up and move it with my hands, but what freaked me out the most was the fact it was only half a car and it was red! My car was blue.

The weird thing about this dream was that one of my colleagues contacted me on social media last night and I didn’t see the message until this morning. It wasn’t the colleague who was in my dream, it was someone else. I don’t know why I dreamed about my old employment. I have dreamed about the office before but that could easily be 6 months or so ago. So why now? I’m not consciously missing the place. I can’t understand why I dreamed about my old car either. I’d love it if you could really pick cars up in your hand, especially to park them in tight spots. I really don’t know why the car only had the front either. I swear it looked like a small, red watering can. It definitely had a handle.

If you enjoyed this dream, why not read my diary.