Date: 3/14/2023
By Xiileaf
Ms. Molskness was sitting next to me in some sort of class. It wasn’t a class for regular high school students that I remembered, but it was something. Maybe something for teachers? Either way, I was the only high school student there, to my knowledge. We were sitting at some bright white tables and it looked like there were a couple desktop Macs. I was sitting in front of one. Someone seemed to be lecturing, perhaps Collmer, while I was sitting there, not listening. Molskness was sitting quietly, her hair tied back as usual and dressed in the same garb she usually did. She had a much softer expression on her face than she usually did. It was bizarre seeing her so relaxed. Her body language seemed to show that she was not on edge in any shape or form—it was probably a good thing because she always seemed so on edge and on the offensive. She was reclined in a fairly comfortable, small computer chair. She was talking to me about something, maybe about the gathering of teachers plus myself, but she was being nice. I was still on edge because she was never like that, maybe not since freshman year, which seemed like forever ago. I held myself up and looked at her through my peripheral. I don’t know why I was so nervous, but I couldn’t help it. I wasn’t doing anything, so I shouldn’t yield any reprimand. Nevertheless, I kept my mouth shut and my head down. I wasn’t sure how I did it, but apparently I was given her personal phone number and was added to a group chat containing some staff and a few students. Eventually, I somehow got comfortable enough with her that I was no longer on edge. I was leaning on her like a lovable cat (or something) and noticed she was on her phone. Apparently she had a drawing app on her phone and was just using her finger to sketch. The drawing looked strangely familiar until I realized she was trying to draw what was on the computer screen in front of me—a portrait of me. I was probably as embarrassed as she was when I noticed. She seemed nervous and uncomfortable that I was resting myself against her shoulder and wanted to get up. I tried not to think too much of her getting up after I had leaned on her.
AI generated interpretation This dream may reflect some anxiety or tension that you have with a particular authority figure or teacher in your life, represented by Ms. Molskness. The dream setting of a class or training session implies a learning environment, suggesting that you may be seeking guidance or mentorship from this figure. However, her usual defensive and on-edge behavior towards you may make it difficult for you to connect with her and may create feelings of nervousness or uncertainty on your part. The fact that she is surprisingly kind and relaxed towards you in the dream suggests a desire for a positive relationship with this person. Your lean on her like a lovable cat may symbolize a desire for affection, validation, or recognition from this person. The fact that she draws a portrait of you may indicate that you want to be seen or appreciated for who you are and that you would like to have a more personal connection with this person. Overall, it seems that your dream reflects a desire for positive connections and validation from someone in a position of authority or power, perhaps related to your academic or professional life. It suggests that you want to overcome any tension or anxiety in this area and build a more supportive relationship with this person.