I must be getting “homesick” for working at Symantec and living in Eugene, because I had two fully-formed dreams about the States last night. Fully formed, in this case refers to the fact that I was able to fall back into the dreams even after interruptions.
Dream One: The Work Dream
I walk back into Symantec, which is suspiciously in the same field that where my elementary school is. In fact, “work” is now a series of desks, like those at an elementary school. I take my desk and advise everyone that I am back at Symantec until I find a new job, in order to continue pulling a paycheque. People then start asking questions about why I am back and what I’m doing, so I start snapping at them and laughing “For someone so old, shouldn’t you be worried about how much time you have left?” and stupid crap like that. I tell them that I don’t care about future employment with Symantec and the “boss” asks me to leave. The “boss” was a former co-worker, and not a former supervisor.
I get up and write my name on the board and leave, taking my gym shoes with me.
Dream Two: The Store
After finding a new home (a big house with neat rooms that hide when you press a button) I venture out to find a new job. I wander into the local Geek/Surplus/Comic store and proceed to convince the owner (Stu) that I need to buy the store from him for “all the money I have” which turns out to be 49 cents.
Stu sells me the store and I close up to take stock. I find an exciting number of expensive curios and books, as well as a collection of comics that don’t exist.
I kept falling back into this dream and exploring the store, which I never left.
Hmm…