Recognizing the Theme

Monday morning I woke up from a dream in which I was running late getting to my classroom to relieve another teacher. I kept trying to get there, but something I can't remember was holding me back. I was filled with worry that the other teacher would be angry. Finally, I was running down the hall towards my classroom. When I reached the door, I opened it to find another class, all sitting quietly and working, while a teacher I didn't recognize watched over them. I closed the door, looked around to make sure I had the right room, then opened the door again. Everyone looked at me as if I were a stranger. I never found my classroom before waking up.

Then last night I had a dream that I was playing soccer. I was with the same team I am on now, except we had black uniforms. The opposing team also had black uniforms. In my dream, I was playing exceptionally well, but I couldn't see well enough to know who was on my team. I had the ball almost constantly, but could never do anything with it because of my confusion.

I love dreams, and definitely believe they often have some deeper meaning, I just never know what that deeper meaning might be. And both of these dreams had such an overarching theme of being lost and an intense worry that the people I was working with would be mad at me. Maybe it has something to do with the seemingly-insurmountable obstacles I am facing at work this year, but who really knows. Either way, I'm home sick today, and have too much time to think. Never a good thing...