12/01/09 E-Mail from: Mountain Software Writer//Bike Dream, Old Office Dream

12/01/09 E-Mail from: Mountain Software Writer//To fateanalysisguy@gmail December 01, 2009 Two Dreams: "1. Bike Chained to Post 2. My Old Office

Dream #1 A bicycle is chained to a street sign, not exactly my bike but it has my lock on it. I unlocked it and start to roll it to where I can put air in the tires. I see on the ground a long thin black air hose. It was kinked at a tuff of weeds on the ground and would not work.- Someone I could not see was trying to help by pulling the hose to unkink it. I could see where the hose was caught on a tiff of grass and I pushed it off the hang up with my shoe toe. I told someone that it was loose now, maybe my psychology student friend who bikes a lot. First Association: The word bicycle sounds a lot like bi-sexual and if that touches on some problem I have, then, the lock to the sign post would be both my denial and a fixation symbol that I try to unchain. The lock is a combination lock. This association makes uncomfortable but I push on. Perhaps the bike tires were flat from disuse and the long hose was an air source-the symbolism air as life support and libido, now like a neglected bike. The bike was a generic type not remarkable, my friend has a fast racing bike style of greater cost and sleek appearance. (I have a Wall-Mart's" under $200.00" ) bike due to my frugality. Or somehow a jealousy or envy trends is showing? Dream #2 Somehow a chance was being offered to me to restore the office, I formerly owned and where I barely made the cost of keeping it open and when on the verge of bankruptcy, I gave up being a independent software writer and came to work for my present company -for a modest but regulate salary]-In the dream, I was there to consider its reactivation but all was in semi-demolished state, even the floors now scraped down to dirt. The strong thick walls were still in place, otherwise just empty useless rooms. However the building adjacent was not affected, its workers had stacked boxes of scrap paper cuttings packed in cardboard boxes, against the outside of my old building, not there own. Looking across the alley I could see the other building housed a printing plant or something similar, it was busy working. ACCROSS THE front approach street, men and heavy equipment, were active, the noise was distracting and it was clear this would be incompatible with any sort of normal office functioning. MR W. (the actual landlord of the old office complex) came to discuss the possibilities -but I didn't think there was any chance and my ability to pay for it was questionable anyway. Grace, my former secretary appeared then, and she claimed to see some possibilities and that one room could still could be made to work. But I felt it was hopeless and protested "who would come through that dangerous construction activity to get in here and then be in a software developers office with little or no equipment, no staff, no inventory. {It never entered the dream that in my real life, I HAD SIGNED AN IRON CLAD CONTRACT with my present employer not to enter any kind related product competition should I leave the company. I guess my over glorified self image is punishing me for selling out to Mr. Big Big Co, yet it is nice not to worry about paying bills and scrounging for money and sales, like I uses to have to do.

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