Good Afternoon Steemit,

I am still feeling down about the passing of my Granny on Monday night. I have no motivation to do anything and I feel very empty. I still did dream last night. See what you make of this.

Tuesday 28th November 2017

I dreamed I was at a supermarket. I was placing my items on the check out belt, but the belt was moving so quickly and wouldn’t stop. All my items started to pile up at the end. I picked up my items and I went to another check out. I was the cashier and I started to serve someone. I started to reel off a script that I had to do at the beginning of every call at my previous job. It was about answering all questions to the best of your knowledge or failing to do so could result in a claim not being paid. I had to stop myself and read the script for the check out desk. There was a female cashier opposite me and she questioned me in what I was doing. She was serving a middle aged man and lady. They turned round to talk to me. He said something about Croydon, in which I replied ”Alright son! Know what I mean?” in a very cockney accent. Then I logged out of my till and everything balanced up correctly.

Then I dreamed I was outside in the street. It was getting dark, but it was very late at night. The sky was a mid blue colour and the streets were a dark grey. It was cold and very damp. I looked up at the sky and very thick, black clouds started to appear. They eventually took up the whole skyline. I saw my old work friend Josephine and asked what was going on. She told me it was nothing to worry about and to stop being so scared. I was starting to get very cold and had to keep warm. I was wearing a black sequinned jacket. It had one zip that ran from top to bottom, but it had 3 sliders on it. I had to try to line all three up to stop the air from getting in the gaps. I walked back to my car. It was my old one I got rid of a year ago. The footwells were full of water and mud. I went to the back seat to grab a blanket and the water was in the back of the car as well. I had to drive my car to get out of there. I had rubber mats in the car and cardboard carpets. I tried to put them under the pedals, but they kept floating to the top.

I don’t know what these dreams mean. I wish I did, I really do. There is so much going on in my head right now. I don’t know whether I am coming or going. I am so hurt and upset with the loss of my Granny. I miss her so much.

If you enjoyed this dream, why not read my diary.