Got on the wrong bus to New York and wound up at Route 10 in Alentown. I managed to misplace my shoes on the bus but there was one lone flip flop that someone had left. The bus driver told me there was a Martz office on the other side of the mall, he thought. Walked through the mall looking for a shoe store on the way to the other side of the mall, but I only saw sneaker and leather accessory stores.
Left the mall looking for the bus office, and walked up a wide road away from the mall. As I was heading up the road, which was on an incline, a scooter slowly passed me dragging a man behind it. I stopped to try to help, but realized I had misplaced my cell phone with my shoes.
The dream just degrades into more anxiety scenarios from there. Flop house with wild tenants while I was looking for the scooter man’s two friends… that were also on the scooter, but I had not seen.
Time for more coffee, me thinks.