24 Sep 2024
Dream
I was walking through a busy public park on a beautiful weekend day. There were some groups set up with tables and pamphlets. I stopped by one table that appeared to be for some queer woman cause. I started chatting with one of the tablers. She and I hit it off quickly, and then decided to go for a walk.
As we walked through the park, there was a sudden vibe shift. An active shooter appeared and he started killing people. It seemed like he came from the water, as there was a small beach at the park where a small but agitated crowd came out of the water, warning everyone with their shouting. "He has a gun! Run!"
The woman I met ran with me toward some cliffs and trees. The shooter ended up near us. Other people being targeted were jumping from the cliffs - sometimes in an attempt to escape the bullets, other times because the shooter told them they could jump or he would shoot them. He popped a couple people off such that they tumbled down the cliffs, after being pushed by the velocity of the high caliber bullets.
The woman and I saw a set of smaller cliffs that we could jump onto, as a means to escape this situation. We made the leap, and ended up floating falling far away, losing each other in the process.
I landed in a city, and realized I was on a work trip. I had a desire to spend as much of the company money as I could, given I had a travel card via the company.
I returned to the my office shortly after, and was confronted by some lady that worked in finance about my spending. I got super serious, as her accusations exceeded what I done.
"Um, hey. Look at me," she said. She had just taken a bite of banana and slightly opened her mouth, smiling to show me the masticated fruit resting inside her cheek.
I gave her a puzzled look and she started laughing. "I'm just messing with you, don't worry about it! You're fine!!" I was irritated by this and decided to leave.
I ended up in another part of the office, loudly complaining about my life. "I suffer so much! My life has been filled with suffering." I said. An older male coworker scoffed. "You're young, beautiful, funny, and have a great job. You're suffering?" A young intern was sitting in a chair next to me, observing my reaction. I mockingly acted like I was so taken aback. In a way I kind of was - memories of my actual real life messed up childhood flashed through my head. I thought about recalling the memories out loud as a defense. Then I started laughing, turning to the intern and admitting, "I've never ever suffered before!" It felt better to admit this, and it felt true.
Then I left the office and ended up sitting in a cafe. There was a young couple there on a date. I found them both attractive, so I sometimes found my attention wandering to their conversation. At some point the guy realized I was eavesdropping and started harassing me. His date looked uncomfortable and amused. I tried my best to ignore him. His harassment culminated in him getting nude, and imploring me to look at him.
I finally turned to his date, and questioned why she would be here with him, why is this acceptable to her. She shrugged apathetically. In my mind, I imagined myself like a big sister to her, and starting thinking
through advice to give her.
