I barely got any sleep last night after going to bed too late and having to wake up even earlier than usual for work, and so I did not record my dreams.
Now I can only remember several dream fragments.
I woke up and I went back to sleep several times checking the time because I needed to get up earlier than usual, this kept interrupting my dreams, and this impacted my dreams.
The dreams that I remembered jumped between topics with trying to be aware of the time being part of them.
One or more dreams involved the IT job that I applied for at work were some of my coworkers like Mrs. J were possibly looking at my resume, watching me, talking about me, and maybe even interviewed me.
Often in the dream or dreams I was not aware or completely aware that I was being watched and talked about as I worked at The BP Library and maybe even when I was not there.
Another dream or dreams involved me helping people.
This dream took place at The BP Library and I was there working checking in some books, and as I did this I kept noticing that a lot of the books were tagged incorrectly when it came to the information set on the RFID tags.
Some of information set on the RFID tags had incorrect formatting, incorrect author’s last names, some lacked part of the author’s last name completely, some were set to the wrong type of book (like non-fiction instead of fiction), et cetera so I had to keep stopping to edit RFID tags to fix these issues.
I wondered how could so many books have incorrect information set on the RFID tags, there were so many that I had to stop editing the RFID tags so that I could finish checking them in, and then I was going to let my coworker Mrs. C know about this.
Last night I had a longer than average dream that was so long, that it made it harder to remember parts of the dream; so there are some gaps in time, but I will do my best to try to guess what happened in the dream.
I remember being out-of-town and arriving at a hotel that I have stayed at before in real life and I was headed to the upper floor carrying my packages to my hotel room, which was probably the same room I had stayed at in real life before.