I had the oddest dream the other night. I dreamt that I was walking through the very fancy Hotel. I had a cigar with me, and kept trying to smoke it, but I could not because of my surroundings. At one point in the dream, I climb up a set of strairs to see a ballroom packed full of people(who seem rich) who are dancing. I have, by this point, lost the cigar and am struggling to find my way around; I know that I am supposed to be leaving, but I do not know how to get out. I stumble into a library which fascinates me for a long time, but I eventually leave; I re-enter the crowd, but now I feel much more calm and at ease. I look down and find my cigar laying on the red carpeted floor, still burning and looking very welcoming and warm. I pick it up, take a few puffs and suddenly realise feel that all is right with the world. Its at about that time that I wake up.
I really have no idea idea what this might mean, altough I feel that it must certainly mean something(some dreams just seem 'important' if you know what I mean). Any ideas at all as to what this could be relating too?