Dream Journal
I walked down First Avenue downtown and saw a large crowd gathered at a large, bright orange building. The large building was the new hotel in town, and the hotel was holding a grand opening celebration.
I made my way to the front of the crowd and through the front door. The interior was burnt orange in a bad retro sort of way. The woman behind the front desk had a small beehive; she was reading the newspaper and smoking a cigarette. The elevators did not work.
Themes: Hotel