(12/28/08) library v. work; looking for a rat

(Entered in paper journal at 10:37 AM at Starbucks on Astor Place in Manhattan.)

Dream #1

I was in a library which may have been in a basement. I wandered around through the aisles of shelves. the place had a very drab, grey look to it, like an auto shop or a tech supply shop. Some of the books were piled up at the ends of the aisles, possibly on tables or chairs. All the books looked clean and well cared for, though they all seemed like very old editions of the classics.

I saw a computer somewhere. The computer was linked up to my work. I heard a woman (a senior co-worker KK?), as if she were talking to me on a phone or through the computer, which I wasn't always near, telling me that everything I did was fine, that I was on a list of people who were going to be kept at my job.

I thought, Then I'd better not do anything stupid. I wondered if I was doing something stupid by being in this library instead of being at work.

Dream #2

I was at my mom's house, which looked like the house we lived in from about the time I was in sixth grade to about the time I was in ninth grade. The room was alternately dim, as if it were lit from another room, and light, as if lit with a warm, incandescent bulb.

I was floating through the air, probably backwards, tipping my head backwards. I may have been landing on and bouncing off of furniture in the living room.

 My mom (?) had at some point said there was a rat in the living room. I was trying to find it, but I was also afraid to find it. I thought even seeing it would drive me crazy or poison me physically. But I was also trying to convince myself that the rat was actually just a mouse, and that it was actually very small.