The picture says it all: I suppose "Dream Journey" is as good a title as any

First Dream: In my dream, I was frantically trying to get ready for my first official day of work here at Disney, a class called Traditions. We have to wear "professional attire": dress pants & shoes, button down shirts, etc... and I was apparently running late and trying to find an outfit. (although I already had one) I guess I wanted something cooler and was wondering if my denim skirt would do (it won't) and anyway then I'd have to wear tights so it wouldn't be that much cooler but I had some random writing on my leg that wouldn't wash off so it wouldn't work anyway. My name tag played no part in the dream, but I'm so excited that I can't help showing it off every chance I get.

Second Dream: I was walking around a Disney park in normal clothes but also on some sort of official business. I saw Shawn, and he asked why so many kids were in costume and I explained that it was Mickey's Not-So-Scary Halloween Party and he said something grumpily about it being stupid or them getting in his way. Then Rachel and I were being chased by some tiny character (I think it was Crash Bandicoot, so he definitely shouldn't have been there but whatever) until he fell and hit his head. Then we were worried about him, obviously, but after he went kind of psycho. I escaped to go get help on my broomstick (à la Harry Potter) but found myself floating above a show in which a gargoyle (from Hunchback) was capturing a castle while the Princesses, children and various other characters watched. I contributed myself in it, completely uninvited, by swooping down over the children and adding my own emphatic comments. The Princesses looked up at me kind of quizzically and disgustedly.