I dream that I’ve found my ideal job, at a cat hotel; and I don’t mean a hotel where people can interact with cats, but a legit hotel for cats! My job is to greet guests, have them “seated” at a long table and bring them food. I’m supposed to be talking to them with a serious voice, but everything I say is beyond gleeful and delighted. “Oh hello Mr. Patches, what can I get you today?” I am VERY good at this job.
I dream that I’m a little girl living in a secret underground city, I’m an orphan and nobody likes me.