Dreamthingy
Feb. 14th, 2005 12:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sparksolHad a dream, a repeat this time. Of a dream I'd had before, forgotten about, and didn't write down. And now the interview has knocked a bit out, too.
I don't recall exactly how it started, but soon there was some secret agents, and what seemed like a free-standing cubbyhole thing next to a building. Several of the boxes had gold-shaded "keys" resembling tent stakes withknobs on one end and a flat section where the point would have been. After pulling the key from the box, the lid and keyhole appeared, and you had to dial the keyhole properly or else the key would not fit in. Then you had to turn the key to just the right spot, or it wouldn't unlock. The 'agents' (two of them) opened up their spots, took some supplies, locked the boxes and left. Two birds flew down and started making odd signals with their wings. A bystander said something about them being useless "even if they cried 'coppernose'" which one of them indeed started doing. Then I took the keys and opened the same boxes, gathered some generic supplies, and kept the keys.
I caught a bus to behind enemy lines, and entered a large metal building that was on stilts, because I needed to get to the top floor for something. We (I don't know who "we" were, but it wasn't the agents) had entered what should have been the first floor, but somehow we were on the second or third, which didn't lead directly to the top floor. After moving some boxes to get into the ventilation system, we fell down and around, landing in the basement. Even though the building had been on stilts, correct. After moving some boxes shaped like tetris pieces and looked like blocks from Zelda (with the help of Alan Alda and something like a lizard with a beard) the floor started to rise, taking us up to the top floor.
And that's where my dream cuts off.
The job interview went well, and i suspect I could even stand doing it for a few months. I don't know if I'd go much past that though.
I don't recall exactly how it started, but soon there was some secret agents, and what seemed like a free-standing cubbyhole thing next to a building. Several of the boxes had gold-shaded "keys" resembling tent stakes withknobs on one end and a flat section where the point would have been. After pulling the key from the box, the lid and keyhole appeared, and you had to dial the keyhole properly or else the key would not fit in. Then you had to turn the key to just the right spot, or it wouldn't unlock. The 'agents' (two of them) opened up their spots, took some supplies, locked the boxes and left. Two birds flew down and started making odd signals with their wings. A bystander said something about them being useless "even if they cried 'coppernose'" which one of them indeed started doing. Then I took the keys and opened the same boxes, gathered some generic supplies, and kept the keys.
I caught a bus to behind enemy lines, and entered a large metal building that was on stilts, because I needed to get to the top floor for something. We (I don't know who "we" were, but it wasn't the agents) had entered what should have been the first floor, but somehow we were on the second or third, which didn't lead directly to the top floor. After moving some boxes to get into the ventilation system, we fell down and around, landing in the basement. Even though the building had been on stilts, correct. After moving some boxes shaped like tetris pieces and looked like blocks from Zelda (with the help of Alan Alda and something like a lizard with a beard) the floor started to rise, taking us up to the top floor.
And that's where my dream cuts off.
The job interview went well, and i suspect I could even stand doing it for a few months. I don't know if I'd go much past that though.
