9 March 2010
My dreams are against me.
Posted by Roland under: Personal .
More fantastic (read: terrible) dreams.
Unfortunately with this one I don’t remember all that much of it (I usually do forget my dreams easily unless I write them down immediately after waking up) but for some reason my dad was on a conference call with my boss from my project in my house. It was on speaker phone so I could hear what was going on. I didn’t really engage them but I tried to sneak by quietly and head downstairs.
As I was just leaving earshot I heard my dad say “Roland will take care of that”, like they were assigning me work. I was just then starting to pay attention when I woke up to a loud noise. At first I thought it was my alarm waking me to start a brand new day.
Unfortunately when I looked at the clock, it was 8:30 AM, an hour later than my intended time to wake up (and when the car pool was going to leave for work). The loud noise was not the alarm but rather my phone. Someone was calling me. I didn’t pick up the phone in time but soon realized the sad truth: I went from a dream about work to being late for work.
Still requesting: a nice dream. It doesn’t even have to be about love anymore, it can just be about ramen or something.