Monday, March 21, 2011
I was at a Hotel complex. There was a filming crew taking video of the spectacular architecture and of the wedding facilities. There were scenes of amazing meals and table settings. The reason that I was there, was unclear. There was a lower floor with “lockers” and safe deposit boxes in which our valuables were stored. I had several (5, I think) boxes or lockers; each had a key and was associated with a color of gumdrop (which I had a bag of). However, I got hungry and ate most of the gumdrops, thus “forgetting” which keys went where. I was about ready to pop the last gumdrop, which was black, but then realized what I had done. I believe one of the numbers was 364, which I kept getting mixed up with 964 and looking in the wrong area. At one point, the crowds milling around there increased in number. There was a reason that we could not leave-- no one had transportation. I called my mom to pick me up with her car. When people found out I had done that, they became angry because they didn’t have a similar option.