A middle aged woman's anxiety dream

[mizarchivist]

When I was in my 20s and beyond, my anxiety dreams invovled themes surrounding school, being late, not knowing my locker combination, forgetting to go to a hard class for weeks and then expected to go to take a test. Classic stuff.

This morning, I woke up, my ribs aching from holding my breath, and my jaw aching from trying to bite through my night guard.
I was trying to apply for a really cool sounding job.
It featured--

• Trying to write a cover letter (instead of a plain google word doc, I was trying to arrange words around a tree or bush in a pleasing manner. It wasn't working.)


• Sorting all of this out while still being at work - trying not to let my coworkers see what I was doing or my boss notice I was leaving in the middle of the day to talk to potential new work. Then it was 10 pm all of a sudden


• Work was at my mom's house?!


• Having a conversation with potential new company and having a deeply inappropriate slant to the conversation, lead by me. Uhh


• A friend showed up, entrope, only to have them get harrassed by a person who works for my building. So then we had to deal with the threat of him and his fictional son being awful on top of gettting my cover letter into words and sentences on a page.


• Figuring out where I was going for a potential interview, involved moving a car from one place to another, one way streets and going down the wrong way on one way streets... Ended up abandoning the car when I gave up exactly where I started and walked to where I thought the place was.

At least I woke up and knew reality wouldn't look like that.  I should have realized. I figured out back in the school anxiety days I can't work with tech when I'm dreaming. It never works out. I can't dial things or make combinations lock work. Why did I think I could navigate Google word docs while dreaming?!

Gonna go enjoy the sunshine today.
(EDIT): and if anyone wants to see what my actual resume looks like, email me. I was working on it over the weekend with Dad.

Comments

[plumtreeblossom.livejournal.com]

That sounds so much like the anxiety dreams I have!

[mizarchivist]

They are dreadful

[42itous.livejournal.com]

I love the bit about arranging the words pleasingly around a tree or shrub. Seems like it ought to mean something deep.

Glad that real life is more navigable most of the time!

[drwex]

I'm willing to look at resume's. Since my field and yours are significantly different I probably can't give you a ton of specific advice but I can see what the words say to me.

[mizarchivist]

all I wanted was to write in legible paragraphs on a screen that would then translate to be onto a piece of paper. The shrub was a serious pain in the ass to the whole process. It was pleasing to the eye, though. If only it had more leaves.

[mizarchivist]

I'm looking more for does it make sense in the grand scheme of things, not if it hits all the high points for hiring archivist types.

[kazmat.livejournal.com]

My recent anxiety dreams have all been about things like missing my next flight.

[mizarchivist]

Too much travel?

[kazmat.livejournal.com]

Just a smidge.

[caulay.livejournal.com]

How nice of your anxiety dreams to keep pace with your life. :-(

[mizarchivist]

This is a thing I don't appreciate. I can handle the school dream anxieties thing. I usually get a bit lucid and think "Huh... this again?"