Photo by Sam Carter on Unsplash November 29, 2021 The dream I'm about to write is a bit difficult to describe, not because of any otherworldly imagery but because of the nature of the material itself. TRIGGER WARNING ; If you are uncomfortable with themes of sexual abuse, I would recommend skipping this post. Please remember that this was a dream; this is not a personal account in any way. For the sake of context, let me tell you a bit about my work life. Bear with me; it's relevant. My first job was at a church doing janitorial and other facility care type work; my second and current job is as a stocker at Walmart. This dream takes place after work at Walmart. I left the store frustrated because I couldn't figure out where to store a shipment of apples that we had received, something truly plentiful at our store in the waking world. I digress; feeling overwhelmed, I left, and by this, I mean that the scene suddenly changed. No longer was I at Walmart, but I was at my o...
A philosophical exploration of dreams and their relevance to the waking world.