The dream this time is rather funny, odd and disturbing all at the same. Well, it seems I have won the lottery or something in this dream and I have come by a large sum of money unexpectedly. So I am talked into, by the guys at work, to buy pizzas for everyone as a celebration gesture. I work in a retail store stocking shelves. The boss lady decides to throw a pool party only it's her, a couple young female employees, and myself. Everyone else is continuing to work their shift until the pizza arrives. It is hardly the celebration I had envisioned. It is taking hours for the pizza to arrive and I'm getting hungry.
The boss lady has assumed the life guard's chair like it is her own royal throne, or something, and she is holding court. The other two young females are splashing around the pool with me. I'm not a good swimmer and these two girls get it in their head to rough house, and try to drown me, and laugh all the while they do it. Again, not my idea of fun!
Finally, after about three hours the pizzas finally show up. It seems the pizza place got word of my new found riches and decided I needed a "special delivery". The pizza was delivered by none other than Ron Jeremy, the infamous porn star, with an entourage of about twenty ladies. The guys on shift coming in for lunch break were very excited. Ron walks up to me and says hello. He has two young bikini girls on each arm and he is carrying some kind of $100 dollar fancy iced coffee drink in his right hand. I am sitting pool side at a table cluttered with boxes of pizza and assorted trash. Ron paws through the trash to find an empty cup. He pours some of his drink in a cup, he wants to share it with me, I look over to Jonathan, a co-worker and he nods. I'm thinking oh my god! I am not going to share some fufu drink with a porn star! I find myself fumbling around the table looking for a clean straw, as if, that will make it a more sanitary proposition. Who knows what bugs or drugs might be in that drink! This is at the point, at which, I wake up.
I am not sure what to make of this dream. It is like a hilarious scene from a modern Hollywood movie. It is one of those experiences that, if it happened in real life, no one would believe it if you told them. Ron Jeremy is known to have such a self deprecating sense of humour, that It would not be surprising if he ever was persuaded, to take part in a real gag, or actually did something like this in a serious way. Either way it might seem bizarrely funny to many an outsider that might be a witness to it or it might be like the experience of gawking at a horrible traffic accident.
My unconscious has an offbeat sense of humour, I think, it is toying with me. I have been working the new retail job for about six weeks now and it is such a physically exhausting, and deadly serious affair. My mind may be looking for ways to cope and lighten up my heart and mood. The journaling class, I have been taking, posed a question and asked what my personal concept of wealth might be and for me to describe what it might look like. To be honest winning the lotto has been a fantasy I have engaged in. Winning a lotto drawing has long seemed like a way to rid myself of my debt and find some personal freedom. The truth, I'm told, is that it often creates more heart break and creates more problems than it solves. I always imagine I could be the exception rather than the rule. Everyone who buys a ticket thinks that or is in denial about what usually happens to lotto winners. I guess, I got a vicarious feel for what could happened, if I ever actually won it in this dream. I am sure it could go just as weirdly as this and probably have an even more ugly outcome. Now I am wondering if I should tempt fate and buy a real lotto ticket this week! Hmmm?
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