Entry tags:
Dream journal
Totalitarian dystopia. Both
shalmestere and I were working for the library, which had installed seven pieces of software on all the employees' computers and phones. Six were of some conceivable use in doing our jobs, while one was purely a way for them to keep watch over the workers, their actions and thoughts.
One day
shalmestere, dispirited by the oppression, sent me to work without her. I found when I got there that only three of the seven apps were present, not including the surveillance app (although I supposed that any of the rest could be used for some kind of surveillance), and I developed some hope that we might be able to escape.
And that's all I remember of the dream.
One day
And that's all I remember of the dream.
