dream log 84 - sad cats and anxious workers

i think i got two or three dreams. not necessarily in order, since i go by whichever ones i can remember the most.

dream 1:

i think i'm (or least my dragonsona is) talking to a friend, a purple furry cabbit, in front of a fireplace. i'm telling her what just happened earlier to our friend a grey-purple lion: they had a girlfriend, but they broke up.

the imagery in this one, though, is much different compared to every other dream i've had. everything is rendered in my art style, in my coloring style. then there's panels of the grey lion quivering, and slowly beginning to cry as they put a paw up to their face. they walk through a castle, the one me and my friend were leaning on, and they spot their ex in one of the rooms. she's not anybody i recognize in particular, but she appears to be a calico cat, drawn with orange-black spots on white and with a very simplistic face, kind of like '^' and she's crying too as she looks up at the lion.

dream 2:

so i'm at my workplace. irl me doesn't have a job yet, but i do vaguely remember my dream self having this job before. the job is like... a drawing lab, of sort.

i'm just sitting over at my computer and i feel nervous. why haven't they told me what i'm supposed to do? what do i do? am i bad at my job if i don't do anything? but i don't even know what i'm supposed to do.

i continue to stare at my blank canvas until my manager pops up on my screen, in the form of a chatroom. i tell them, i'm so sorry, i haven't been doing anything. i don't know what to do. the manager says, it's okay, nobody knows what to do either. our client dropped out on us. i'm kind of pissed myself. but actually, you know what, you don't have to do anything. we're still paying you $15 per hour no matter what your productivity is. plus $30 for being here i guess.