Last night I had a rather realistic dream of my day at work today.
The dream begun with my friend giving me some weed to look after for her. I’d stayed at her place the night before so went straight to work in the morning with the weed in my bag. Now I hadn’t smoked it at all but a series of events occured and early in the afternoon I accidentally clicked my lighter and for whatever reason there was a small amount that had previously fallen onto the lighter that was still there. This released a smell stronger than expected into the office.
< Just for some context, my place of work is an architectural office in London where most people are pretty much over the age of 50 and pretty straight laced. So no nonsense to ‘drugs’ despite the fact that marijuana is much less damaging than alchohol (don’t take my word for it, but I can say for sure that in terms of deaths, noone has ever died from having ‘too much’ marijuana, it just can’t be done) The way I see it anyway is that everyone spends a whole day at the office binging on caffeine. Caffeine is a necessity for me, I’d never choose to have it. If only I’d got a bit more sleep at night and didn’t find work so laborious. Anyway, back to the dream now >
I can’t remember exactly who, but someone reported this strange smell, I think it was a secretary (non-existant in reality, but nevermind, maybe she’s new) and next thing I know everyone is queued up by the kitchen being searched by the secretary. At this point I was completely freaking out that I’d get caught with what was on me.
What’s more, I was a fool and I took my bag with me to the search. I do tend to sling my back onto my back when I go out for lunch in a similar fashion. It was possibly my subconscious saying
“Grab your things, this is the end for you!”
Ultimately the search ended in her not finding what she was looking for. I mean it was in the bag in a side pouch and there was just under half an ounce, so I have no idea how I got through that.
When back at our desks, my boss, who I’ll call Gerard for purposes of anonymity, returned to the office from a meeting. The fascistic man heard the news of the issue previously being dealt with and decided to persevere with the search. He asked around “who here is most likely to be taking drugs” and I did hear a few whispers saying not sure, probably Steph. I mean come on! Who f*cking does that?!
Anyway he came over to me and hoisted the bag onto my desk and started with his search.
“You do realise Steph that I’m going to have to fire you now”
Busted.
That was it. I mean there was a whole section of the dream where it sunk in that I couldn’t complete my university course now, because I hadn’t got quite a long enough period of experience. Also the fact that the tuition fees would be unaffordable for me if I were to delay to the following September.
Anyway, please note that the above writing is essentially fictional so don’t get all freaky on me. I was just hoping to entertain you all with my dream last night.
I won’t be posting dreams up all the time, just when they are particularly realistic or peculiar.
Right.
This is my blog for my art and music obsession, so I’ll now make up the ramble to you by showing you some of my work that you can easily get hold of as a print or printed on a variety of products at my society6 store:
Instantgaram Art Society6 Store
Please also see my facebook, where you’ll get updates when I upload something new to the store, or any other ventures I’m partaking in:
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Below is one of my latest pieces of mixed media work called “Torment” that seems to be fairly popular compared to other works on my society6.
Love for those that appreciate.
Thanks for reading and listening all! Watch out for my daily blog posts.
Peace&love
Steph
[listening to: Magnolia – The River Kids]
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