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Oct. 8th, 2013 12:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
promenyI had a dream last night. I was a female witch who would venture into farmlands and barns. Why, I'm not certain. But my sister showed up and told me to stop it. I flew away several feet into the air; I felt very unsafe while doing that. During some time my father came out of a house and called my name; I flew farther away, because I liked being a female witch and I didn't want to get caught. Then there was a cutscene where I was in a room in one of my old residences, and I opened a shelf in a drawer (the drawer was in the very same location as it was when I was living there); there were books about identifying mystics and witches, as well as a book which gave visual illustrations on how to train your mind's eye, from beginner to adept.
All in all, it was a pretty cool dream. It would be cool if the afterlife was like that, except without relatives interjecting and trying to get you to stop.
I went to training yesterday. All in all it was a little annoying and I got the feeling that it wasn't the best job for me, but I'm still going to see if I can do it. I was awake for a while as I was trying to go to sleep, thinking about how it would affect my future life. There were way too many conclusions that were jumped to hypothetically for me to either remember or mention, but it can definitely be said that it boggled my noggin a bit. I think that it is good for me either way because it will help with building my resume, making some money, and appreciating the fact that I'm on SSI and have a lot of free time to do constructive things. I came to the conclusion last night after thinking long and hard about it that I would rather get a small amount of money from the government and be at least faintly happy, than to make a lot more money at a job where I would be absolutely miserable and wouldn't be able to pursue my passions. Because really, I'm not getting a handout for free; it took years to prove to them that I needed to be on SSI and Medicaid.
So yeah. Just been thinking a lot. Even if I stick with the job, I'll only be working three days a week, so it really wouldn't be that horrible.
All in all, it was a pretty cool dream. It would be cool if the afterlife was like that, except without relatives interjecting and trying to get you to stop.
I went to training yesterday. All in all it was a little annoying and I got the feeling that it wasn't the best job for me, but I'm still going to see if I can do it. I was awake for a while as I was trying to go to sleep, thinking about how it would affect my future life. There were way too many conclusions that were jumped to hypothetically for me to either remember or mention, but it can definitely be said that it boggled my noggin a bit. I think that it is good for me either way because it will help with building my resume, making some money, and appreciating the fact that I'm on SSI and have a lot of free time to do constructive things. I came to the conclusion last night after thinking long and hard about it that I would rather get a small amount of money from the government and be at least faintly happy, than to make a lot more money at a job where I would be absolutely miserable and wouldn't be able to pursue my passions. Because really, I'm not getting a handout for free; it took years to prove to them that I needed to be on SSI and Medicaid.
So yeah. Just been thinking a lot. Even if I stick with the job, I'll only be working three days a week, so it really wouldn't be that horrible.
