Dream Journal by Neptune Gal
I dreamt I was a pretty young woman with short hair, watching a basketball game on the court. An engineer came forward to explain something to the audience. Apparently, they'd attached trackers to the players to record their movements. We could view the players’ movements directly on a visual interface overlaid on the court, enhanced by a commentator's engaging narration to showcase the app they were developing.
The engineer asked for everyone’s feedback. Later, I approached him privately and said that although we could see the movement paths, they were just circles moving around the court—it lacked a sense of presence. He replied they were planning to incorporate footage of key moments, like shots being made, but were still working through technical issues.
I was wearing a very thin T-shirt that said “Super” and wasn’t wearing a bra. During halftime, the event host told everyone to find a space to lie down and do sit-ups and yoga together.
I value freedom, so I didn’t want to wear a bra. The host then asked us to find partners for the exercises. Just as I was unsure who to ask, a girl came up to me. She knew I wasn’t wearing a bra and probably wanted to save me from embarrassment, so she offered to pair up. I said sure.
I remember she wore a cobalt blue crop top. I had the impression she also wasn’t wearing a bra, but her slim frame made it less noticeable, while I was curvier and my thin shirt made things more obvious. Since there were a lot of guys around, I crossed my arms over my chest to cover up a bit.
The scene then shifted. I was at a different venue where everyone had to present their own video. My video was about life and death—a serious topic. Yet in the dream, I talked about it in a playful tone, smiling and joking.
During the break, a girl came over and asked me a question. Her expression was a blend of mock sadness and flirtation. We smiled at each other—it felt like mutual attraction. Then she confessed she liked me. I said, “I like you too!” She was thrilled. Her boyfriend was right there, but didn’t seem to mind her flirting with me.
They invited me to hang out at a bar that night, and I agreed. In the dream, I had a mischievous, slightly wicked personality, yet my video topic was so deep and serious.
Not only were guys into me—many girls admired me too. They saw me as both professional and charismatic. Even though I dressed femininely, wearing a puffy skirt, I had a bold, breezy energy like a guy.
When it was my turn to present, I realized the final slide was missing. That last page held the key point of my discussion on life and death—how could it have vanished? I asked the event organizer, and it turned out the projection missed some content. He handed me the cable so I could connect my laptop and show it directly.
I searched on my laptop for a while, finally found the adapter and connected it, but then couldn’t find the right file. Everyone was waiting for that final slide.
A girl then said not to worry—she had already sent my file to the organizer. She added that my content was clear and self-explanatory, so no need to over-explain. I agreed.
Afterward, people came up to remind me about going to the bar with them later. I replied, “Yes, yes, of course!” They seemed a bit shy, but happy that I accepted. I openly embraced their fondness toward me—it felt fun.
Later, we were at a restaurant, sitting along a long table, chatting and eating. Suddenly, a foreigner approached and introduced himself. Then he asked what the “Super” on my T-shirt meant. I said I’d just grabbed it from home because it was comfy—perfect for the game.
Another man in a suit came over and said he had something special for me. I opened it—it was a LEGO build that formed a number. Apparently, they assigned numbers built with LEGO as a form of identity recognition for people they accepted into their group.
At first, I thought my number was 10, then maybe 38, but on closer inspection, it was actually 37. I was happy—thinking, “They gave me a number, which means they recognize me.”
Later, when everyone gathered again, I realized my LEGO number had fallen off. Since it was made from multicolored LEGO pieces, I looked around to see if I had dropped it. I noticed lots of scattered LEGO pieces on the ground and realized that many people had lost theirs without knowing.
I kept searching for my lost LEGO number. For a moment, I thought maybe I was number 10 again, because I felt my number should be among the early ones, and I was a bit proud of that.
I was so determined to find my lost LEGO number, but all I picked up were other people’s pieces. Eventually, someone told me not to worry—they would make me a new one. I thought, “Alright then—just give me a replacement.”
夢見我是個漂亮的短髮年輕女生，在籃球場看球賽。有個工程師出面和大家解說，好像他們在球員身上掛了追蹤器，記錄球員的移動動態。我們可以直接在像是籃球場地板的畫面上，看著球員的移動，並搭配解說員的精彩解說，來提升他們正在開發的 APP 功能。
工程師詢問大家的意見。後來我私下跑去跟那個工程師講，現在只有看到球員平面上的移動路線，對我們而言就是一個個圈圈在移動，雖然有解說，但沒有臨場感。工程師回說他們正在規劃要帶透過攝影機帶出球員投籃瞬間的畫面，目前還在解決技術問題。
因為我穿著很薄的 T-Shirt，上面寫著 Super，而且沒穿內衣。在球場中場休息的時候，活動主持人叫大家找空隙躺下來，一起做仰臥起坐和瑜珈。
因為我強調自由，就不想穿內衣啊！主持人叫大家自己找人配對來做體操。正當我不知要找誰時，有個女生來到我面前，她知道我沒有穿內衣，大概是幫我解除尷尬，就說她來跟我配對。我說好。
我記得這個女生，穿著寶藍色的小可愛。我覺得她也沒有穿內衣，可能因為她的身材比較纖細，我比較豐滿，又穿著很薄的 T-shirt，所以激凸的還蠻明顯的。因為現場很多男生，我就把雙手交叉在胸前，稍微遮一下好了。
後來場景變成我來到另一個場所。在那裡每個人都要介紹自己的影片。我的影片主題是討論生死，是個嚴肅的話題。可是夢裡我講這主題時，不但嬉皮笑臉，又用俏皮的語氣。
中場休息的時候，有個女生跑來問我問題，可是她的表情是故作哀怨但又帶著笑意，我也跟她笑，感覺我們像是互相曖昧。後來那個女生直接和我告白，說她喜歡我。我說「我也喜歡妳！」她好開心啊！她男朋友明明在旁邊，可是他似乎並不介意他的女友跟我耍曖昧。
他們邀我晚上一起去酒吧玩，我說好啊！總之在夢裡，我調皮又有點邪邪的個性，可是我的影片主題卻是在談生死。
夢裡，除了男生喜歡我，很多女生也欣賞我，因為我具備專業，而且又很有個性。明明我打扮得很淑女，穿個蓬蓬裙，可是我又像男生爽快爽朗的性格。
輪到我簡報，當我講到最後時，發現怎麼少了最後一頁。我談生死的重點就在這一頁，這麼重要的內容，怎麼不見了？我問活動主辦人，他投射出來的內容有短少。他把連接投影機的接頭給我，要我直接連結我的筆電，用我的檔案來解說。我在筆電上找了半天，好不容易找到連結頭插上去，可是這時候，又一直叫不出我的檔案，就變成大家都在等我呈現那最後一頁。
後來有個女生說其實我不用擔心，她已經把我的檔案傳給主辦人了。我的內容清楚明瞭，一看就懂，所以並不需要我多做解說。我說好。
結束後男女會員都跑來找我，提醒我待會要一起去酒吧玩喔！我說「會會會」。我覺得他們看來有些害羞，可是因為我答應要跟他們一起去玩，又感到開心。我就是大方地接受他們對我的好感，覺得很有意思。
後來我們來到一個餐廳，一長排的桌子，大家坐著吃東西聊天。突然有個老外過來，跟大家自我介紹。之後他就問我 T-shirt 上面那個 Super 是什麼意思，我說這衣服是我從家裡隨手抓來穿的。因為我覺得它很舒服，穿來球場很 OK，所以就穿來了。
然後有個穿西裝的老外，說他有個特別的東西給我，我打開一看，是樂高排出來一個數字。好像就是他們認同的人，他們就會指派一個號嗎，用樂高排出這號碼，作為身份認證物。
夢裡，我乍看它是 10 號，後來我又以為是 38，再仔細看其實我是 37。我蠻開心的，心想「他們給我一個數字，表示認同我，所以我才拿得到這個樂高組成的號碼小物。」
後來大家集合的時候，我發現我的樂高號碼掉了。因為它是由不同顏色的樂高組件組成，我就低頭往回找，想說是不是掉在路上。結果看到地上到處都一些掉出來的樂高零散組件。我撿起來，發現都是不同的號碼，心想「原來很多人自己的樂高組件掉了都不知道呢！」
我一直想要找回我掉的樂高組件。此時，我又覺得我是 10 號。因為夢裡我覺得自己的號碼很前面，為此還有些得意。
因為我很執意想要找回我掉的樂高號碼組件，結果撿到的都是別人掉的樂高組件。後來他們叫我不用找了，會再補一個給我。我想說「好吧！那你們補給我。」