Talking about dreams infiltrating reality..........
In reality I'd been talking to the receptionist about a member of staff who's gay and other members of staff found pictures of him putting dildos inside himself online. We were also talking about playing the guitar and music.
The dream I had was that I was in work and some high ranking managers were being shown around and I was told to make sure everything was perfect. I found a dildo in my work area just as they were about to enter the room. I had to hide it in my pocket when they came in, but just a slight bit was sticking out. The managers were ridiculously crowding my work area to the point where I had to sit on the window sill with them all around me while I had a dildo sticking out of my pocket. None of them saw it though but I was getting stressed with them crowding around me.
The next part of the dream was me and two lesbians in work in a bed behind the reception desk. Not doing anything sexual but one of them was drawing signs in thin air, and somehow the drawing that was in thin air was making music.
In reality I'd been talking to the receptionist about a member of staff who's gay and other members of staff found pictures of him putting dildos inside himself online. We were also talking about playing the guitar and music.
The dream I had was that I was in work and some high ranking managers were being shown around and I was told to make sure everything was perfect. I found a dildo in my work area just as they were about to enter the room. I had to hide it in my pocket when they came in, but just a slight bit was sticking out. The managers were ridiculously crowding my work area to the point where I had to sit on the window sill with them all around me while I had a dildo sticking out of my pocket. None of them saw it though but I was getting stressed with them crowding around me.
The next part of the dream was me and two lesbians in work in a bed behind the reception desk. Not doing anything sexual but one of them was drawing signs in thin air, and somehow the drawing that was in thin air was making music.
Are you ready for the fire? We are firemen. WE ARE FIREMEN! The heat doesn’t bother us. We live in the heat. We train in the heat. It tells us that we’re ready, we’re at home, we’re where we’re supposed to be. Flames don’t intimidate us. What do we do? We control the flame. We control them. We move the flames where we want to. And then we extinguish them.
Impersonation is treason.
