I just had a strange dream... but I think I got the message clearly...
I was staying at this huge hotel, it looked like a rather large mansion,
with some friends. All the sudden the fire alarm goes off. Everyone
panics, and there's this mad rush of hundreds of people trying to get out.
I didn't see smoke until you actually got to the exits. I looked around
quickly, to make sure everyone was ok. For some reason, I grab a friend
and we go back inside for some reason or other. I think it was to make sure
our belonging were safe.
(Stupid huh?)
At any rate, they put the fire out, and several people and myself go back in
to get out belongings. I find that my large travel bag is gone, and I go on
this mad chase with this guy who looks like Jason Castro, (why him, I have
no clue.) I finally get to the attic of the hotel, and there's this strange feeling,
like something is there, that doesn't want me there. Every door I open is another
set of stairs. I'm getting totally frustrated, and the guy just kinda wanders off.
I finally open a door, and there's this closet, and a strange old mirror. I've been
told, if there is a mirror in your dream, to look into it. Boy did I get a shocker!
It was like my face was decaying, and melting all at once.
When I woke up, I had a terrible feeling of guilt. Why didn't I help other people?
The first thing I always do, if there is a problem, or accident, is to make sure
everyone else is ok, or if there's help needed, I do whatever is needed. In my
dream, I was so concerned about my stuff. I guess it was telling me I need
to just let go? I do get a lil weird about people stealing my things, but it's just...
stuff right?
Scary looking into my mind... huh?