Work Family Dream
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Lucid Intent? No
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I had a dream that the smoothie place I work was owned by a strange family who lived there. The front of the store was more or less the same, but the back was completely different: it was darker, larger, had many more rooms and possibly even an upstairs. The kitchen was a house's kitchen, with food unrelated to the restaurant, and beyond that was a living room which doubled as a storage place. The employees were indistinguishable from the family members, and everybody was just sort of hanging around in the house during their shift.
The family itself was a little country. The lights were all off in the back of the house and it was only just beginning to be dusk, so the house had dark patches illuminated by small windows that let in cloudy blue light. A ghetto TV set sent flickering light into another room near the kitchen where young people under blankets watched something I couldn't see.
The atmosphere of the dream was that of a middle school mixed gender sleepover, where people flirted awkwardly and the parents/owners tried to keep an eye on everything (while also keeping the store running). I was new there: I didn't know anybody and I was also 'the new guy' at work. I was tending to the front, but somebody told me, 'You can get off, now, you know,' so I clocked out.
I lingered inside. I floated from one room to the next, but for some reason the people seemed to either not notice me, or to be hostile toward me when I attempted to initiate a conversation. I went into the kitchen and saw a box of saltines. I opened one of the packages and noticed a book laying on a stainless steel countertop my work's can opener was fastened to. I sat down at a table in the restaurant's lobby with the book and the crackers, and read.
The book was a history of the family I worked for, but whether fictionalized or not I couldn't say. I began to read it, because I'd heard of the volume: it was illustrated by Yoshitaka Amano (like The Dream Hunters, only mostly text with pictures interspersed). It detailed the family's colorful history and members up to the present day. It also detailed a mirror family who was similar but fundamentally different. For instance, the family I worked for had a twenty-something son who had disappeared and whose comings and goings were unknown, and the other had one as well, referred to in the book as 'The alternate family's prodigal son,' and who was friendlier and less aloof than most of that family's members. The mirror son had a beautiful picture; he had pale eyes, light blue hair that stuck out in frizzy spikes, and a silver earring in his left ear.
I fell asleep reading the book. After some time, someone awoke me by gently shaking my shoulder. She said, 'You should probably get up, now. It's time for you to go.'
I woke up. A few moments later, the dream ended.
Additional Comments:
At the moment I woke up, I did have to go someplace immediately.
