A Day in the Life

Date: 12/24/2025

This dream had a very real feel to it, like it wasn't sensationalized or intense at all. The first part of the dream I am in my apartment. It is an apartment on the ground floor of a maybe 7 story building. The apartment is in the lower right hand corner and something is wrong with it. Perhaps water damage. So I pull out certain walls and floors, almost to the point where my apartment is a hollow hole underneath the building. I am commiserating with other tenants around and friends. "They have to fix this or give me a new apartment!!" etc. An older male gay couple say they know of another unit in the building that is free that I could take if they let me have it. This somehow felt connected to work, like it was my work that gave me the apartment. I went into a new space and it was really nice but a lot of things were off. Some of my things were in the new apartment but they weren't ones I liked. I had to throw out mugs etc. I was walking around the place feeling off. I realized that I accidentally threw out multiple dishes that I meant to keep. At one point I must have taken my shoes off or something and was normal sized at first but then went to the sink and could barely reach it, like I could rest my chin on the kitchen counter or something. The whole time I am navigating this new house - by which I don't know how I received - I'm also "working from home" in a way that I do sometimes in real life. That I can't seem to commit to work and I just do my own thing and wiggle my mouse to look online. Which causes a feeling of low grade guilt and inadequacy in me. The next scene I am going to get my sessions of micro needling done (something I have booked in real life). I'm nervous about the appointment, I don't want to look vastly different than my normal self. I'm in the room, which is very weird for this, it's like a big mish mash room in a mall. It feels connected to work too, like multiple people from work are also taking some time to come and get some procedures done. I am asked to sit in the chair, there are 3 chairs around me too and we are all sitting together. They say that they will work on all of us at the same time. Robert is there from my street and I am colouring his large belly with a black market. I then proceed to colour my entire face with this black marker. I wonder if it will disappear before I have to go back to work. Right before we begin I realize that I forgot to put on the numbing cream and I try to reschedule the appointment with them. They say I'll be fine and continue. There is a part here where we talk about rap and movies... There are around 30 people total in this large industrial room. At the end some estheticians are cleaning up and I find cups of products that are all messy and wasteful like a child would do...or teenagers. A waste of gels and creams...like kids making "potions". Then I woke up!