Confusion

I don't remember much about my dream last night, except that it kept skipping around all over the place.

In one part, I am with Eva and she wants me to get a morning job with Admissions at the Colleges. So we see this woman named Donna at the front desk, which is actually in Geneva General Hospital. Donna and Eva set me down at a cubicle and tell me to get to work. "Wait a minute," I say. "Aren't you guys supposed to train me or something? I don't even know what to do." They sort of brush me off and tell me to make calls to recent alumnae and ask for money, but to shred the paperwork afterwards....

In another part of the dream, I need to get on an elevator that's supposed to take me up to someone's penthouse apartment. There are four or five elevators on the wall, and one of them looks nicer than the rest because it's open and there are mirrors all along the wooden walls, track lighting, and plush, maroon carpetting. But I'm nervous to get on the elevator, which makes sense, because as a child I had a knack for getting stuck in elevators often. Anyway, I step in slowly and Stacy (from work) is already in the elevator, standing in the upper right corner. "Which floor are we supposed to be going to?" I ask her. She gives me an answer that now escapes me. The elevator starts up and stops quickly, opening up at a basement floor. I'm very confused by this point. The basement is poorly lit, cold, damp, and empty.

Then I am with Renee in her car. We have a destination that I no longer remember, and I want to stop at the hospital along the way. She stops the car there without me even having to ask. We both get out of the car, and I stop to talk to Donna at the receptionist's desk.

Then I am in a bedroom--whose it is, I'm not certain. But it is dark inside, like there's a storm brewing outside and no light can filter in through the window. I don't feel like turning on the lights. Suddenly, a log raft pulls up along the carpet in front of me (it's a very big room), and it's Jill Larsen from "All My Children" (Opal) steering it. There's someone else in the room, and they tell me that I have to pay a lot of money to have a celebrity steer my raft. I tell the person, "It's okay, that's a family friend." Jill Larsen happily plays along, and I get on the raft.

Then everyone is gone, and I am alone. There is a lit bathroom attached to the room, and Jenna comes out of it, telling me that Alex is here. I've been lying in bed on my stomach for quite some time by this point, due to depression. "I wasn't expecting you, Alex," I say. I'm really confused as to why she's there.

In another part (no particular order, here), Eva's really angry with me. She decides it would be in her best interest to tell me every single thing that's wrong with me. I'll hold back details here, because she said some really mean things.

Contradictory, indeed, because she's in a very good mood this morning.