dream diary

 I'd just got a new job - same employee (my actual employee until I retired), but different department. There were 20 or 30 of us in a small room, working at terminals, it felt like it was underground, and fairly ancient. I didn't really know anyone that I was working with yet, and I'd just heard that I was being moved to a different location in the north. I had to get a tube train there which arrived on a street next to a sort of lowered basin where there were a lot of different works going on. It looked a bit like a river basin, but no water, and it was hundreds of feet wide, about 60 or 70 feet deep. I got off the train, which was now a street train with tyres, and no tracks. I didn't really know where i was going, but i had directions in a book. I dropped the book into some mud at the bottom of the cliff which was right next to me, so I had to go to find the book. This felt like an area in London with a large number of rail intersections, like Acton, but it wasn't Acton. I looked and found a path down to the ground in the basin. Then I was in the basin, and it was a strange landscape, some bits concreted, some bits unmade, some bits had been built on. I found myself in a complex of dilapidated industrial buildings that were mostly secure. There were guard dogs but they were breeds entirely unsuited to being guard dogs, such as little fluffy terriers and other miniature breeds. One came at me and I shut the door on him, while others were looking at me through holes in doors and walls. I was more afraid of them barking than attacking me. I realised i was stuck so i shouted to a work crew that I'd noticed and told them i was lost. there was one woman on the crew and though she was not happy she was very sympathetic and tried to help me. We were suddenly on top of a hill looking down and i could see the whole landscape of the basin, which was huge. And i could see a path where i needed to go. I asked her anyway and she told me to follow the ground and in the dream i knew what she meant.

Then i was in a room, like the room i started in, with lots of desks, lots of people, and i had my book back, but dropped it again. The book was under a desk, covered in spilt tea. I tried to retrieve it. Then there was a conversation about me really liking and wanting to be friends with one of the other women in the room.

I had a strange dream the other day where I was walking up the path to knock on a door, and as I go to the door and knocked there came a knocking on my real life door and woke me up. Coincidence?