Despite I was depressed, I had a heart warming dream.
I was working in an office of a big American financial company in Tokyo.
Somehow the office was very different, not as posh as actual one. It certainly wasn’t at thirty something-th floor. I probably thought it was the company because there were some people I knew who worked there and there was the president of Tokyo branch in other office room.
The office was narrow and had a long table covered with piled up files. There were more files along the walls that gave me the feeling that I was rather in a storage room.
My job was to manually pick up information from each file and make a list. Everyone was doing the same job. Someone told me that the hidden purpose of the task was to fire someone legally with the list. I felt it was such a waste of time, energy and man power just to fire someone. But they could afford to do so as it was in the middle of bubble economy.
There was this cute guy who liked to sit close to me and flirt. I worried about not doing the job properly. But he told me that the job was just to cover up for the company’s wrong doing and it doesn’t really matter if we do it right or not.
Because of the files piled up high everywhere, we didn’t have problem hiding in our own privacy.
I knew he liked me a lot. Although he was very relaxed and confident, he had been secretly admired me for a very long time. I enjoyed flirting with him. He was very intelligent and knew lots of things. And I fell for him.
After a while, he had to go somewhere else. Suddenly, he got very serious and confessed his feelings to me. He wanted to stay with me, but he told me there was no point since I was going to be transferred to work for the president’s office soon. He must held a high position to know such information. Once I start working directly for the president, there won’t be anymore puppy love flirting behind the mountain of files. Once I’m transferred, we won’t be able to see each other often enough, and he was worried that our feelings would disappear… If I would refuse the transfer, he would stay with me. And we will be happy together.
I wondered what would be for me when I start working for the president’s office. I knew it was a kind of promotion for me. Does it mean I would meet someone better than this lovely man? I didn’t think so. And I didn’t want anybody else but him.
I’d rather stay in the messy office, doing meaningless work and hid among the pile of files with the lovely man and continued flirting with him.
Now that our future became uncertain, we sat at the opposite sides of the table without talking or flirting.
Our bare feet were gently connecting at soles under the table. Even it was a dream, his sole on my sole felt so real and intimate. It also felt the most certain thing in my dream.
Posted in Dream, ME/CFS
Despite I was depressed, I had a heart warming dream.
I was working in an office of a big American financial company in Tokyo.
Somehow the office was very different, not as posh as actual one. It certainly wasn’t at thirty something-th floor. I probably thought it was the company because there were some people I knew who worked there and there was the president of Tokyo branch in other office room.
The office was narrow and had a long table covered with piled up files. There were more files along the walls that gave me the feeling that I was rather in a storage room.
My job was to manually pick up information from each file and make a list. Everyone was doing the same job. Someone told me that the hidden purpose of the task was to fire someone legally with the list. I felt it was such a waste of time, energy and man power just to fire someone. But they could afford to do so as it was in the middle of bubble economy.
There was this cute guy who liked to sit close to me and flirt. I worried about not doing the job properly. But he told me that the job was just to cover up for the company’s wrong doing and it doesn’t really matter if we do it right or not.
Because of the files piled up high everywhere, we didn’t have problem hiding in our own privacy.
I knew he liked me a lot. Although he was very relaxed and confident, he had been secretly admired me for a very long time. I enjoyed flirting with him. He was very intelligent and knew lots of things. And I fell for him.
After a while, he had to go somewhere else. Suddenly, he got very serious and confessed his feelings to me. He wanted to stay with me, but he told me there was no point since I was going to be transferred to work for the president’s office soon. He must held a high position to know such information. Once I start working directly for the president, there won’t be anymore puppy love flirting behind the mountain of files. Once I’m transferred, we won’t be able to see each other often enough, and he was worried that our feelings would disappear… If I would refuse the transfer, he would stay with me. And we will be happy together.
I wondered what would be for me when I start working for the president’s office. I knew it was a kind of promotion for me. Does it mean I would meet someone better than this lovely man? I didn’t think so. And I didn’t want anybody else but him.
I’d rather stay in the messy office, doing meaningless work and hid among the pile of files with the lovely man and continued flirting with him.
Now that our future became uncertain, we sat at the opposite sides of the table without talking or flirting.
Our bare feet were gently connecting at soles under the table. Even it was a dream, his sole on my sole felt so real and intimate. It also felt the most certain thing in my dream.
Posted in Dream, ME/CFS