the one where i become a bird in nyc who works in chinatown

Date: 9/20/2019

first i was some kind of bird (i think a crow or a raven bc i was black) and i was diving off this building towards this nyc skyline and it looked almost like a drawing, it was night but there were all these neon lights in like, pink, yellow, cyan, the buildings were dark blue, and i was essentially flying and i was diving off all these buildings but for some reason i was super afraid of heights bc i was scared i might forget how to fly or whatever as i jumped and then die. i also had some kind of other friend there who also could fly but wasn’t a bird, maybe more like a bird person, like an angel but instead of being super eldritch and terrifying he was like a regular dude with bird wings. i think at the very very edges of my consciousness i recognized him for some reason but idk for sure. anyway he helped me not get so scared of flying and i was jumping off all these oriental-style roofs in i guess some kind of nyc chinatown? but when i dived it was so cool bc then i’d start flapping my wings and save myself before i hit the ground and died and i felt like a superhero flying through those buildings and shit then as a continuation of the same dream i had some kind of evening/night shift working at mandarin (the restaurant) and we were still in nyc, and idk what my job was but i was human now and basically, i sat on the metal counter where people came in with their orders and kinda directed them to where they needed to go. there was a chef behind the counter too under this sorta faux oriental room who was also cooking and i’d hand out people’s meals once they were cooked or if they wanted something from this big glass case we had of like desserts and shit like the one they had in starbucks, i’d point them to it. all the cooks were super friendly and fun i don’t remember their names but i remember they did have names, there were 2 girls and 1 guy and 1 of the girls had red hair braided into these 2 side braids and another was bald and lanky and black and we were all joking and laughing as we served people and i felt so in control (in a nice way) of my life and my shift was going so well and everyone was listening then my shift ended i guess, i think it was from 9 pm to 11/12 pm i think? but i wanted to keep working bc it was going so well the last thing i remembered is the other cooks going into the storage and taking out these 2 boxes of these hand-sized sort of marshmallow bananas and dumping them into some kind of container like they were fries to give to a customer, then i woke up and i was so excited to work until i remembered i’m not even allowed to and that i don’t even have a job and there’s not even any job openings at mandarin where i live or anything although i suspect it would be a lot less fun than what my dream did lol. but now i feel super motivated bc that dream gave me the first modicum of comfort, safety, joy and control in my life for weeks