Dream 1
I was in a building that now feels like it was in a wilderness area, like a campground, on a warm day. The building was stout, like a one-story, cinder block school building. On the inside it was an "office building," more like a bunch of wood or fake-wood kitchens in a small house or double-wide trailers -- but a ton of them, all together.
I had gone outside the building at some point. On the right side was a door to a Mahayana Buddhist temple. There was a small table in front of that door, with a small figure of a seated Buddha (?). I wanted to go into that door.
But now I was at home. I don't remember why, but now I was really upset. I had to discuss something with my bosses at work.
I was at work, but I had arrived at work late because I was so distraught and disorganized mentally. I was a mess and now in a frenzy, hoping that somehow I could meet with my bosses.
I knew I was lost. I was hanging over desks and counters like breakfast bars or counters in a kitchen or a bar. My friends came up to me every now and then to make sure I was okay.
Dream 2
I stood by an interesting building in Denver. It was an office building or a hotel that I had to make reservations at for my boss BS. I hear myself talking to BS as I stood outside the building. I was trying to prove to him that the place was good for whatever purpose he was using it for.
The building was glass with a widely spaced grid of black iron or steel. The bottom emerged out at points like the building was one huge column and the bottom was the pediment. Each spot at which the building protruded was like a garden area or like the public space at Philip Johnson's (AT&T) Sony building.
But, standing right at the window walls, I looked down to see the floor was actually twenty or thirty feet below ground level. It was like a public space or a food court. A lot of business people milled about. I thought something along the lines of, I actually do remember this place from when I lived in Denver.
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