I had such vivid dreams last night, one of which was that there were assignments piling in at work, one of them from a different agency named Mother. The assignment required that I visit the agency which was just across the street (so I guess not the Mother NYC) but it felt once I got there more like we were in Austin. They had an almost treehouse like space built out of an old house with a giant backyard full of trees and string lights and people mingling around as though we were at a party of old friends. Several people were speaking Spanish to each other and it took several minutes to take it all in. Everyone was so interestingly dressed and seemed as though they were brimming with stories and creativity. There were young women everywhere, a lot of whom shared a very youthful attribute to their faces in particular. I felt myself reflected as a young girl when looking into their eyes. I felt momentarily afraid that I was dressed too plainly but as I looked down I realized that luckily I had dressed with some personality that morning and felt as though I fit in. An older man said something in Spanish to me and I told him no habla and lo siento. I met with two of the matriarchs on the front steps of the house and they were very kind and complimentary of my work and extremely receptive to my continued presence at the agency. I had asked a girl earlier if this meant I was hired, but she’d said they were simply recruiting and it was on a trial period.

The dream reminded me of all the things I loved about working at Duncan Day with an entire next level of creativity and passion for the work amongst the employees. It felt like a rebirth almost, or a rediscovery of what was lost, or a way of taking the best of two worlds and merging them into one. There was a rabbit that crossed the back patio when I woke up this morning, and it sat next to Owen’s window for over 15 minutes. When I looked up the symbolism I was struck by how similar it was to what I was feeling in this particular dream.