Sweet dreams

I had a morbid dream about a week ago. I was standing on one side of a room and all the way on the other end was this girl I barely knew, someone I hardly talk to. We were both given guns and were told to shoot each other. It was either kill or be killed. I was having trouble with my gun, with that switch you have to flick on top before pulling the trigger. She was coming closer and closer but somehow we both kept missing. Then she ran out of the room. I ran after her and found her in this garden. We were face to face and I figured I would die because no way will I be able to flick the switch and pull the trigger fast enough. But I ended up shooting first. And there she was standing with a bullet hole on her chest.

That's all I could remember. Today, I went to an event for this matress company that makes the most comfortable mattresses I've ever tried. In line with the whole bed theme, they had their attendants in PJs, they served milk and cookies (yum!), and they had a dream interpreter. I was a bit hesitant about talking to the dude because I was afraid of what he would say my subconscious was telling me. In the end, I decided to suck it up and just listen to what he had to say.

I am so glad I talked to him. Guess what? It's actually a good dream! Far from hinting that I have murderous tendencies, it means that there's something I want to do--most likely career-related--that, if I just take the plunge, I'll succeed at. The bullet represents desire, and killing who I was supposed to kill means hitting the mark. Me dodging bullets has something to do with people saying this and that, backstabbing and stuff, but if I just go ahead and do what I want to do, I am going to succeed and I won't hear any of the backstabbing and stuff. I can't remember the exact words he said, but this is pretty much the gist. And they're very encouraging words, since I've had this grand plan brewing for a while now... He says I should do something within three months, which is pretty cool because my first step, should I choose to take it, is supposed to start next month.

Fear's not going to get me anywhere. I have to keep reminding myself that.