The Glass House

A few nights ago, FP told me that he had a wonderful dream of us being in a nice, big glass house overlooking a beach.

Doesn’t matter that very shortly into the dream, we witnessed people dying while surfing due to a tsunami. Or that a second tsunami (as big as the one in The Day After Tomorrow) hit our perfect house, but somehow, it remained intact. Or that because of this tsunami, strangers flooded into our pretty house – though we don’t know how they got in as we didn’t open the door for them.

I digress. My boyfriend is imaginative even in his dreams, lol.

I’ve always loved beach houses (and Lake House-s :P , hello Keanu) and to have it in glass would be pure heaven. Why? Because I adore huge windows at any rate. It gives a sense of spaciousness, and to me space is very important.

(I’m slightly claustrophonic, and perhaps because I’m an only child, I have never really gotten used to the idea of sharing any kind of space)

Imagine perfect rays of golden sun streaming through the glass windows.

glass houseImage taken from TimeLookingAround

Isn’t it the most serene thing you ever did see? Ok so that couldn’t possibly be a beach house. But it is a glass house, and glass houses are perfect. Ok here’s one that can pass off as a beach house:

beach houseImage taken from Cubeme

Isn’t it utter bliss?

:)

I want to live in a beach glass house now. So that I can have the perfect view for sunrise and/or sunsets.

What a perfect way to start and end your day, don’t you think?

Weird Dream about Jobs

I had a strange dream really early this morning.

It seemed that I was in another office, for another company starting all over from scratch. The thing is I had not exactly gotten the job. I was just either trying the job out or waiting for the big boss to decide whether or not to hire me.

It’s hard to tell in Dreamland, you know? So you make do with what you know and try to piece the jigsaw together. Whether or not it makes sense, is another story altogether.

So anyway, somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew I had to be at work soon.

Coincidentally in Real Life, I was going back to work today after my long absence thanks to my injured ankles.

Back to my dream. It was for some entry level job that requires little skill and hardly any regard! What in the world was I doing there when I am still happy with my job? And even if I wanted to switch jobs, why this job? – I thought to myself.

So I waited and waited in the office space that was nicely decorated though somewhat void of warmth. I even had a desk if I remember correctly. Throughout this waiting time, in my head I was still planning to go to work and hoped to myself that I won’t be late (or that late) for work.

In the end, I think I decided that I do not want this new job (clever girl!) and left the office. I really can’t recall if it’s because I didn’t feel comfortable, or I feel seriously demeaned in that environment. But I left and hurried to work.

And when I checked the time as I settled into my comfortable, lived in cubicle it was 10.30 am. Late, but still not too shabby – I thought to myself. I had thought I would be much later.

Afterthoughts
This is a pretty weird dream for me to be having. It’s the first time I’ve ever dreamed of work-related stuff, what more of such a context! Perhaps I was subconsciously looking forward to go back to work after being away for most of last week.

But I haven’t even thought of switching jobs. I enjoy my job too much to be wanting a job change at this time. The whole thing is just messed up the dream. :(

Is it a sign? Am I supposed to be prepared for something? Is this one of the dreams whereby the opposite is true? Or is this purely psychological?

I’ve not really lost touch with dreams interpretations but this is something new for me.

Please advise ;)