Strange dream last night. Went to a mall in a different city, a superduper set-up. I had two other companions–people I knew, but now cannot remember who they were. I had a map of the mall but that didn’t seem to help–there were at least 40-something floors.  

We were fine until the indoor theater. My companions had been walking ahead of me in anticipation of a “nature store,” and I assumed they had ducked into the room. I went in and the room was huuuuuge, with a giant screen showing a very colorful movie–looked like anime. Politicians and other miscellaneous men in suits were seated in the rows, plus a few people that I knew personally. Oh and Charles Barkley too. And he had hair.

In a row by the door, I found my old roommate Bill. He had a pierced nose which looked interesting with a very old school suit. He kept motioning for me to come talk to him, but there were other rows in the way. Then I ran into this guy from high school, Niel. He wore these crazy glasses with one see-through lens–the other a silver square(I guess for the movie). He kept going on and on about the director’s style. I was starting to get nervous, realizing I was officially lost from my other partners in crime.

I left the theater, trying not to get upset about being lost. I had a couple hours before I really had to start worrying(a deadline of some sort? Not sure). So I get in the elevator and decided to try to run into them on another floor, thinking they must be somewhat ahead of me now. I want floor 23. The elevator is made of an oldfashioned gold finish, and there is a bench seat and a sink inside of the elevator car. I am leaning against the wall by the sink, waiting for my floor. I space out a bit. Then I realize the car isn’t moving. It is stuck on floor 26. The little floor screen says “26″ with a down arrow in red but nothing is happening. I think to myself: I’m stuck. I think to myself: don’t panic, don’t panic.

And then I woke up. Huh.