
Last night I dreamt that I was at work but it felt like I was back at C.O.D (College of DuPage). In the waiting room of the clinic I was surprised to see my friend D.Mo applying to work/go to school at this place as he is a Cardiology fellow at a prominent university hospital, locally, so why would he be applying to go to school at C.O.D or wanting to work in community health?!?! The front of the building looked much like this picture of COD but the inside looked like my workplace. In anycase he was there, we spoke a bit at the security desk. While we were speaking there only briefly, a lady came an placed a tray of cookies (my personal favorite double chocolate chip with white chocolate chips).

and cupcakes on the counter for anyone to eat. They were clearly Sweet Mandy B's cupcakes,
but she called them brownies. In anycase, I just remember her placing them there, I remember reaching for one however I don't remember actually eating it.
I was originally just stopping by the center briefly, and had parked in the fire lane, illegally, outside. When I went back outside, my car was gone (towed??). I went back into the building to the security desk to ask them if they had any cars towed. Then I saw my father-in-law, Manny, who was one of the security/maintenence crew and asked him if he knew what was going on with my car (Manny knows pretty much everything). Strangely, while answering my question, he was walked around the back of the security desk behind the stairs (which we don't have in the center behind the desk, in reality) and then to a nook/sitting area for the crew (which we don't have either). He was talking but I couldn't make out what he was saying (I think he was mumbling or the speech was garbled.) He took off his baseball cap and revealed his Don King hair.

I walked to the middle hallway where there were seats where I could wait and I saw some young, teenaged hooligans passing by. I was in an area that looked like the patient registration area but the lights were off in the area and there was an empty purse on the floor and I had my own purse on me. As the thugs walked by, they looked at me and the purses and they hesitated to approach me, before they finally walked away but mumbled something about how they were looking for hidden guns stored in unused purses. I looked at the maroon sequined clutch on the floor wondering if a gun was indeed in there. I didn't bother looking though. I let some time pass, as I knew the youngn's had gone to the back before I proceeded to the back of the building. At the end of the hall, on the right hand side, was an auditorium where a big program or lecture was taking place, on the left, there was a door that opened up to the bedroom of my old house. I knew I had old, empty purses stored in the top shelf of my closet of this old room and wanted to get to them before they did. Not knowing where the thugs were, I slowly pushed open the already partially open door to enter my old room, and I felt resistance behind it, like someone was behind the door.

The resistance gradually increased until finally I couldn't open the door, and I got scared and stopped trying. So I ran to the front of the building. It was now dusk, and I was looking for my car (which was now safely parked in the parking lot). I was sure that the thugs were behind me, but I didn't look. I simply wanted to focus on unlocking my car and and driving away safely. But then I woke up (as I was headed to my car in the lot).