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04:01:2002 Entry: "DREAM"

DREAM

This was a really disturbing dream. I was in a convenience store, but it had shopping carts like a real supermarket. I don't know if I was just shopping there or if I worked there. There was a female worker who really hated me and kept pushing a cart up against me. She was a real nasty piece of work. The manager was sort of a slacker and he acted like conflicts didn't exist. There was also another female worker there who also hated me. It was like these people were ganging up on me, and I didn't know how to get out of the situation (I guess I couldn't leave...you know how dreams are). They kept bothering me like swiping their hands across me in an act of disgust.

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You know-everyone and everything in your dreams is you. Your subconscious is trying to communicate with you about feelings your conscious self does not want to face. Usually once people know this, they immediately know what the dream is about although someone else could never figure it out.

Posted by Virginia Rose @ 04/05/2002 07:36 AM CST