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Jun. 4th, 2018 01:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolariHad a dream that while I was on my trip back to Texas, I straight up decided to not go back, dropping everything and walking away from my job at Disney(?!) and happy to go back to my job at Wincor. I was even happy about getting an apartment on Rundberg Lane, close into town. I even had two tickets to Disneyland in my mailbox, which I gave to Crys and Lissa as a Thank You for putting up with me.
It's wierd how my brain translates things that make me happy. I felt very very happy to go back to Wincor, a job a despised and eventually left because it was actually giving me hives (it was that bad). It probably was confusing DNP (which I loved) and Wincor. Same with Rundberg. Rundberg Lane was pretty crime ridden and a place I didn't like going when I lived in Austin. It's probably confusing Hyde Park, where I would love to live again.
No idea about the Disney/Nintendo confusion.
I sometimes wonder if my brain just confuses "good" and "bad" on a subconscious level. It sent me to places I would hate being, but was happy to be there...confusing good places I loved with bad places I wanted to leave, or my issues with negapsi I have with energywork.
It's wierd how my brain translates things that make me happy. I felt very very happy to go back to Wincor, a job a despised and eventually left because it was actually giving me hives (it was that bad). It probably was confusing DNP (which I loved) and Wincor. Same with Rundberg. Rundberg Lane was pretty crime ridden and a place I didn't like going when I lived in Austin. It's probably confusing Hyde Park, where I would love to live again.
No idea about the Disney/Nintendo confusion.
I sometimes wonder if my brain just confuses "good" and "bad" on a subconscious level. It sent me to places I would hate being, but was happy to be there...confusing good places I loved with bad places I wanted to leave, or my issues with negapsi I have with energywork.
