I dreamed I was working in an office when government officials came to the company and said my story qualified for a project grant. They told me that I just needed to submit a proposal to apply for funding.
I asked if they had any examples of proposals. They said there should be some available, but I decided I’d search for examples on Google myself.
While they were reviewing my documents, a woman arrived—it was my former friend, the "Captain" (from the dream diary Haunted House). She seemed like she wanted to help, but I refused her assistance outright. I remembered from past experiences that while she might start by helping, she would eventually try to control me. Though she looked a bit guilty, I repeatedly said “no” to decline her help because I didn’t want to be controlled.
Later, an older government official handed me a form and told me to provide an application proposal so they could proceed with the review.
Afterward, I went with a group of friends to dine at a highly recommended restaurant. The place was packed, and some friends left midway, saying they’d return later. When the servers came to clear the table, I told them my friends would be back.
The servers seemed uneasy, as it appeared a large party needed the space, and our table was taking up many seats. I asked if there was a minimum spending requirement, and they said there was, but we hadn’t reached it yet, making it hard to justify holding the seats.
While I was sitting there, I felt someone watching me. Turning around, I saw an old friend, Patricia. I went over to hug her and realized the restaurant was hers.
I said, “Your business is booming! The restaurant is full, and even the outdoor seating is packed.” I asked how she was doing. She said she was exhausted from running the business. I replied, “Having good business is still a blessing—it’s better than my career, which has ended.”
As we chatted, Patricia kept saying how tiring it was to manage the restaurant. I reassured her that her staff seemed responsible, attentive to diners’ needs, and provided good service.
Patricia then said she needed to use the restroom, so I accompanied her. She was inside, and I stood outside chatting with her. Customers were coming and going. She kept lamenting about how hard it was to sustain the business. I comforted her by saying at least it looked like business was good. She disagreed, saying there were times when not a single customer came in and that business was inconsistent. I empathized, sharing that my past business also fluctuated wildly, making it emotionally draining like a rollercoaster.
Later, the scene shifted to me having tea with another group of friends. I saw a couple with their elderly father, who had dementia. I greeted them warmly, and the elderly man was holding my baby (in infant form) tightly. I felt uneasy and said, “Uncle, I need to leave now,” wanting to take my baby back. However, he refused to let go until his daughter persuaded him.
Before leaving, I asked my friends how much the tea cost so I could contribute my share. They said, “50 cents.” I opened my wallet but couldn’t find a 50-cent coin no matter how hard I searched. They told me it was fine, but I insisted on paying.
After searching for a while, I found a large coin labeled “50 cents,” but it looked like an antique. I showed it to my friends, and they examined it for a while, asking, “Is this real money?” I said, “It should be—it seems like an old coin.” My friends asked if I was sure about giving it away instead of keeping it, as it might be valuable. I hesitated, realizing I didn’t want to part with it because its value probably exceeded 50 cents.
As I continued searching, I found another coin in my makeup bag and handed it to my friend’s younger brother. He looked at it and asked, “What kind of coin is this?” Honestly, I didn’t know either. It was a black coin with an image of a knight and the word *Jeil* engraved on it. It looked quite elegant.
I was determined to find regular money to get my two unique coins back. While rummaging through my bag, I found a wide white bracelet. Once beautiful, it was now scratched and dented from not being stored properly. Its surface was full of marks and discoloration, and I felt regretful seeing it damaged.
At the restaurant, performers began a show. A group of female dancers dressed in green cheongsams with feather fans performed a traditional peacock dance on a sloped stage. It was mesmerizing as they swayed gracefully, forming two circles with their feather fans fluttering before coming to a halt.
While everyone was applauding, the audience suddenly screamed. One of the dancers had slipped down the sloped stage. Laughing, we said, “You’re too skinny!” and helped her back to her position. I couldn’t stop giggling, saying, “You’re really too skinny!” Then I woke up.
夢見我在辦公室工作，有政府官員來到公司，說我的故事符合專案資格，只要提供計劃書，就可以申請經費補助。
我問他計劃書有範例嗎？他們說應該有。我想想沒關係，我自己到 Google 上面去找。
當他們在公司審核我的資料時，來了一位女生，她是我不再往來的前友人 "班長" (夢境日記 "鬼屋")。她看來想要幫我，可是我沒有要接受她的幫助，直接拒絕她。因為我想起之前的經驗，剛開始她說要幫我，後來發狠的時候，反過來要控制我。雖然她看來有點愧疚的樣子，我一直說「不用」來回絕她，因為我不想被她控制。
後來一位年長的政府官員就要我填表格，叫我提供申請計劃，他們就可以進行審核作業了。
接著我跟一群朋友來到一個推薦餐廳吃飯。餐廳生意很好，人很多。過程中有些朋友先離開，說他們待會會回來，我就在那裡等。服務生過來收桌子，我跟他們說我朋友會回來。
服務生看來面有難色，好像有大桌客人要來，我們併桌佔了很多位子。我問服務生這裡有最低消費嗎？他說有，不過我們的消費還沒滿低消，所以要保留這麼多位子有些困難。
我感覺有人在看我，轉頭看，是好久不見的朋友 Patricia。我過去擁抱她，才發現原來這是她的店。
我說：「生意很好呢！整個餐廳都是客人，還有人坐到外面。」我問她近況如何，她說很累，因為生意太好了。我說：「生意好其實是好事啊！不像我的事業都結束了。」
我們繼續聊天，她一直說撐這個店很累。我安慰她看來她請的服務生蠻負責任的，會盯著我們用餐進度，服務也不錯。
Patricia 說她要上廁所，我陪她到廁所。她在廁所裡面，我在外面繼續跟她聊天。客人進進出出。總之 Patricia 一直說她很累在撐這個店。我安慰她至少看來生意很好，是好事。她說沒有，有的時候連一個客人都沒有，生意並不穩定。我說我能理解。以前我的生意時好時壞，真的每天心情就像雲霄飛車，很耗心力。
後來場景變成我跟另外一群朋友去喝茶。我遇到一對好友夫妻，帶著他們失智的父親，我過去跟他們打招呼。老人家抱著我的小孩 (嬰兒版)，抱得很緊。我擔心小孩給老人家抱不安全，我說：「伯伯，我要走囉！」我想要把小孩抱回來，但他不願意放手。他女兒勸了好久，他才把小孩還給我。
我想離開，我問朋友茶資多少錢，我來分攤一些。他們跟我說 50 分 (50 cents)。我打開皮包，發現我怎麼找都找不到 50 分的銅板。他們說沒關係不用付了，我說：「不行，不行，我還是要付。」可是我找了半天，就是找不到 50 分的銅板。
我看到了一個很大的硬幣，上面寫著 "50 cents"，它看來像是舊硬幣。我拿給朋友看，他們看了半天就說看不懂，還問：「這是錢嗎？」我說應該是啊！我認為這是古錢。朋友問我確定要把這古錢給他們嗎？難道我不想收集嗎？我心想：「對啊！其實很捨不得這個古錢，因為它的價值肯定超過 50 分。」
我繼續翻我的化妝包找錢，又看到另一個銅板，我直接拿給朋友的弟弟。他看了看，問我這是什麼錢。其實我也不知道這是什麼錢。這是一個黑色的錢幣，上面有個騎士的圖案，寫著 "Jeil"，還蠻漂亮的。
我一直想要找到錢，把那兩個特別的錢幣換回來。我發現化妝包裡有個白色寬手環。它原本是漂亮的手環，但我沒有收好，被一些尖銳的東西刮傷了。上面傷痕累累，凹痕一大堆，有些顏色還被刮掉了，覺得好心疼。
然後餐廳那邊開始就有人表演。他們請了一些女性舞者，穿著綠色旗袍，手拿著羽毛扇，好像在跳傳統孔雀舞。我覺得很漂亮。
她們在斜坡的舞台上表演，最後圍成兩個圓圈，羽毛扇動啊動，在台上繞圈圈，最後停住。
本來大家在鼓掌，突然間全場尖叫起來，原來是在斜坡舞台上的其中一個舞者滑了下來。我們大笑說：「你太瘦了啦！」我們趕快扶她回原來舞台的位置。我一直笑說：「妳真的太瘦了！」就醒了...
這個夢似乎涉及獨立、過去的關係、足智多謀、情緒復原力和追求生活平衡的主題。以下是詳細解讀：
1. 政府官員及專案計劃
象徵意義：政府官員可能代表你的權威、結構或機會。提交計劃書的要求象徵著擁有所有權，並向他人展示你的能力。
含義：這表明你正處於潛力得到認可的階段，但成功需要努力和主動性。你選擇自己尋找計劃書範例而不是依賴他人，這表明你的足智多謀和自力更生。
2. 以前的朋友（「班長」）
象徵意義：以前的朋友代表了過去一段信任被打破或界線被跨越的關係。
含義：儘管她明顯悔恨，但拒絕她的幫助，你就是在維護自己的獨立性，並從過去的經驗中學習。這反映了個人成長和保護你的情緒健康的承諾。
3. Patricia 和餐廳
象徵意義：Patricia 和她熙熙攘攘但不穩定的餐廳，象徵著成功和挑戰的雙重性。餐廳可能反映你對外觀（成功）和內部鬥爭（壓力和疲憊）之間平衡的看法。
含義：你與 Patricia 的談話，可能代表你自己對職業和生活穩定性的想法。雖然你承認保持成功的困難，但你也會發現韌性的價值，並認識到自己經歷中的起起落落。
4. 老人和嬰兒
象徵意義：老人緊緊地抱著你的寶寶，可能象徵著讓你感到受限或不安的情況或人，尤其是對你來說很珍貴的東西（寶寶代表著新的想法、項目或個人成長） 。
含義：這反映了你對保持對優先事項的控制的擔憂，以及需要以外交方式應對這種情況，以保護對你重要的事物。
5. 硬幣和付款掙扎
象徵意義：古錢幣象徵比其表面價值更有價值的東西——也許是隱藏的才能、記憶或過去的教訓。你對放棄它們的猶豫，反映了你對它們更深層意義的認識。
含義：這表示你正在努力應對實際責任（「支付」的需要），與保留或尊重對你有意義的事物的願望之間的緊張關係。它突顯了你對優先事項的關注。
6. 損壞的手鐲
象徵意義：手鍊代表因忽視或外力而磨損的美麗和潛力。
含義：這可能會提醒你更好地關心對你來說重要的事情，無論是人際關係、技能還是個人幸福。它反映了對錯失機會的遺憾，但也反映了採取糾正行動繼續前進的意識。
7. 孔雀舞和滑倒舞者
象徵意義：孔雀舞象徵著優雅、美麗和和諧，而滑倒的舞者則為場景帶來幽默和不完美。
含義：這顯示對美和努力的欣賞，以及對人類脆弱性的接受。它可以提醒你不要太嚴厲對待自己，擁抱生活中輕鬆、不完美的時刻。
整體主題
獨立與界線：你堅定地做出決定，並學習以強烈的自我意識來處理人際關係。
情緒復原力：夢想反映了你對生活起起落落的認識，無論是在職業、人際關係還是個人成長方面。
足智多謀和保守：你重視自己獨特的品質和經驗，並認識到它們的價值。
平衡：這個夢境顯示在努力、成功和情感健康之間找到和諧，同時保持對你珍貴的東西的控制。
這個夢境可能會鼓勵你對自己應對挑戰的能力保持信心，保護自己的界限，珍惜生活中有意義的方面，同時擁抱不完美。