This dream that I had last night lasted for a period of days or weeks from what I felt and had seen, which was really interesting. I rarely get dreams that feel like the last for really long periods of time, but any way..on to the story. I was dreaming that I needed a job and began working in the same department store a real friend of mine is working in. I started working there for long hours, as I knew I would. I eventually found out I had to work in something extra, which was fixing and cleaning up a getaway house/bungalow near the beach. Everyday we had to clean up the mess, the books, the kitchen, everything in order to her (the manager) liking. I had no training whatsoever and would sometimes get dirty looks at the end by the manager and I would immediately rearrange things in order to not have her fire me. I ended up getting to know some of the nice and bitchy co-worker's personalities as well. The only thing that caught my attention was this one guy. I was infatuated by him. He ended up being my type in which, in my waking life, looked and acted like exactly someone that I would even marry, so that was kind of exciting lol. So everyday I would try to talk to him and slowly get his attention, but eventually just gave up. I was growing tired of this job, so I decided to secretly quit by just leaving the house and not returning, eventually finding a job about being a pilot for an airport. I was excellent at flying, at first, but then I crashed the plane at one point and gave up. One of my co-workers from the pilot job made a comment and all I remember is me getting really upset because what he said was true and that created a breaking point for me. I then told him "then I'm just going to kill myself" and shed a tear. As I did that, I grabbed a random bottle of pills that popped out of nowhere, grabbed my brownie that I was eating because I was still hungry (or to wash the pills down I guess) and then off I ran away. I half expected the same guy to chase after me, so I would look behind me to make sure he was actually coming. I then remembered I had left my black messenger back in the old house and made a detour there. When I stepped inside, the only voice I heard was the guy I liked and I went into that bedroom. I saw him organizing, as usual, and I asked if he had seen my bag. He told me he had never touched it, while I was looking under a pile of clothes, and then I decided to just leave. I heard some meows under the pile of clothes and said "I knew it!!" In the dream, my sister apparently had visited me once and accidentally left her 2 cats in a cage somewhere in the room. I took the clothes away and saw them, opened the gate, and gave them pieces of my brownie while feeling excited and surprised to find them there. After that, I woke up and that was the end of it.