That was the theme of my dream last night. IRL, our condo consists of three buildings in a U-shape rotated 90 degrees to the left. In the dream, I entered the middle building, but couldn't get to my own. I was surprised to see that the other building had two fireplaces and a check-in desk like a hotel. I kept accidentally walking into people's units and apologizing. I left the building and walked by a Mexican restaurant and then into a gas station behind the condo. I ended up sleeping on the floor of the gas station office and suddenly Lola was there. I woke up before I made it back to my own place.
Funny how frustration about not going places is transformed into frustration about getting home.
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