There was a part about traveling in a group to a wild place. I climbed my way up to the top of the cliff where I found a wild-woman who wasn’t wearing much in the way of clothing. When I turned to look down, the rest of the group were almost little specks and doing some sort of dance? martial art? It was just me, naked lady, and another person. I stood there, enjoying the scene and knowing that the wild lady was performing some dancing ritual. Then it was time to go back.
I was in a large office where I was supposed to be working/temping. I don’t know if it was a new job or what, but it was huge and I’d never been there before. The waiting room was the size of a busy hospital’s. I saw this patient who then started demanding a goody bag. I initially ignored her, but then during the exam, I was told to go get her stuff. I didn’t know where anything was, but she followed me until I found some. Floss, check, other thing, check, but when it came to the toothbrush, I just stood there staring at the pile in the wall-wire-basket. I hated those toothbrushes. I explained to the doctor who was now standing there, that the reason I hate giving out free brushes like that is because most of the time I don’t even recommend those toothbrushes. The doctor nodded and agreed, but I snagged one and gave it to the patient anyways. Then I made my way over to a large, interior, windowed room. Inside was my next patient. The assistant was hanging around and told me the situation. I looked at the x-rays on the screen and laughed derisively at the assistant. Then I started passive aggressively berating them about the quality of the image, because how in the world did they get that to begin with?? (I guess I was the doctor now). I asked the patient which tooth was in question and they pointed to the tooth the image showed. I sighed and asked the assistant for the device so that I could take it this time. How in the world did they get an image of the tooth with the cone beam at the apex, I have no idea. It was a premolar from the view of the mental foramen.
Then I was part of a dormitory. People from my current workplace and prior classmates where there. I was in the bathroom, groggy and wanting to get ready for work. It’s late but the dorm is still lively with girls being loud. I look at myself in the mirror, trying to wash my face, but then S2 from work asks if she can put some stuff on my face. I say, “ok,” though a bit defeated and she proceeds to put hair melting liquid all over my face, a bit judgmentally. I tell her repeatedly that it doesn’t matter what she does, the hair’s just going to grow back. She ignores me and continues and I’m more awake now so I see her point: I don’t know how, but I have these longish dark hairs all over my face. HOW?? Other girls are lining up with makeup to give me a makeover, I guess? I kind of like the attention, but I hate makeup and resolve to wash it off as soon as possible.
Then there was some drama from the other half of my class. The house I’m in is very and wildly successful in all we do. Our grades are good, the projects great, we’re strong fighters and everyone’s happy. One girl from the other half in a different dorm comes up to me and invites me over. She says she’s so jealous of our group. I told her I didn’t even know they were in a different group so far away. Their house, indeed, isn’t as nice as ours. The ground is different, the layout is less intuitive. When I get there, everyone’s morose and depressed. We all gather at the pier outside the home because a battle is about to start. The monsters that gather are easy, and I see the stealth bombers above preparing to provide fire at our command. At least…they’re easy for MY group. This group is just standing around. One of the scouting monsters appears near us and I take my violin bow and whack it hard. It breaks and dies. The classmates around me are surprised and elated that I killed one! The bigger ones starts showing up and we begin to take damage. We’re not doing very well and I about break my violin bow on the big monster that appears. I’m about to strategize, when–
–now I’m at work. I set my patient up in my room and I need x-rays, so I leave the room, but decide that I need to use the bathroom. I walk down the hall to the bathroom nearby and I run into my boss who is holding a camera. She smiles and greets me and takes a picture. I’m embarrassed because I’m not wearing any pants. She says I’m looking good and…pantless. I laugh and quickly run into the bathroom. As I prepare to sit down on the toilet, I look up and she’s in the doorway, sniggering again. I inwardly kick myself for not closing the door. Then I ask her to close the door for me and now I realize I’m completely naked. Geez. When I make it back to my patient, I’m trying to untangle the massive jungle of knots in the sensor and failing miserably.