dreamed that i was at a convention with a bunch of strangers in some big hotel. we were all wandering around looking for the right convention room, but we couldn't find it. we walked up the stairs to the upper floor and met up with some coordinator guy there. he welcomed us to the conference and told us to go downstairs to join the breakout meeting rooms. we went back downstairs but those rooms had some other silly meetings there. some of the conventioneers started raiding the other meetings' food booths and such. it was all a waste of time. what am i looking for? why am i here? WAKE.
