Stars Shining Bright Above You...

Word of the Post
Today's word is: dream
/dreem/
Verb: To dream; have ideas or images in the mind while in the state of sleep.
Noun: The dream; the vision seen while sleeping.
"There sober thought pursued the amusing theme, Till Fancy colored it and formed a dream." ~~Pope. {1913 Webster}
Dreams can be effected by indigestion, a late supper, fitful thoughts of something unresolved, or by simply picturing a new thought in the mind before falling to sleep. Mine usually involve running away from something on the top of a skyscraper or dull conversation that will happen in 13 years or so.
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Dreams are a different sort of experience. Some can be forgotten with the waking breath, some stick in your mind like nails in a wall.

I was shopping in a mall in Wichita. I got somehow shuffled into applying for a job in a Hallmark shop. There were about 10 of us, men and women, who were there. Most of them were girls younger than me. We spent a whole afternoon playing around, some inside the dark halls of the "employees only" underbelly of the mall, and some outside in a mess of leftover mush from a recent snowstorm. We were supposed to be watched by the manager, who couldn't have managed a vending machine.

We moved indoors to a large hall of small conference rooms that were decorated quite nicely. Told to wait, we piled into a room where there was just enough seating for 8 of us. Thankful that two were immediately pulled away, we talked about nothing important. We were directed in one by one to be interviewed by one of a lottery of different people. This room looked like a large classroom, with about 6 circular tables, and as many interviewers. My person was a writer for Broadway Plays. There was also her partner, who was more loud than the first; a man who looked like a Kindergarten teacher (he was asking how many children each person had, and if they knew how to calm a room full of children); an artist (who apparently drew my picture-question); and one woman who looked a lot like the boss I didn't like at a job I had a few years ago.

My first question was a picture. The picture was a colored pencil drawing of 6 or 7 tall thin women in dresses somewhat like flappers, and they were all lounging in a room. I was asked which one jumped out at me as significant. I answered with a green one that was to the right of center. She was the only one that looked... real. She had green and cream on her dress. She was in front of a woman in a pearl colored dress, who looked mean. I noticed that the interviewer wrote down on her card that I was exactly what she was looking for.

She liked me a lot, but I finally told her that I did not live in Wichita, and if the store was not willing to let me telecommute, I was not interested. It seemed a shame to tell her that I could not work, because I had other things to do, different goals in mind.

I awoke before I could find out if I would have been telecommuting to proofread Hallmark cards. I woke with two depressing realizations: 1. That this was a wasted-time dream, I learned nothing from it, and I was still tired. and 2. That I need to stop eating so late. It gives me strange dreams.