Strange dream

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It was actually 2 dreams that were sort of tied together.
The first was being unable to get to where I needed to be in a big shopping/entertainment area. This is a recurring dream. It’s not that I’m lost, I know where I want to go.
But, things conspire to keep me away. Elevators shut down, doors lock me out, corridors are blocked. The dreams are me trying to overcome those things. I usually don’t.

The second dream seemed to be in a hotel room in the same complex. My wife and I were in a room fairly high up looking over a green landscape.
I woke up first and went to play a game on my laptop while my wife continued to sleep.

It was a new game I hadn’t played before and I was having trouble figuring it out. At one point it say "readjusting" and the screen flashed a bright light at me.

I turned around the make sure it hadn’t woken my wife as the bed she was sleeping in was right behind where I was sitting.
I saw there was a person lying in the bed next to her.

I went over and it was a skinny guy under the covers lying next to her. He was on his back so looking up at me, but didn’t appear to be moving in any way and his eyes weren’t moving or blinking.

"Who’s this?" I asked.
"What?" my wife said, waking up.
"Who is this guy?"
"What guy?" my wife said, looking over.
"This guy in the bed!" I said, pulling the sheets back. He was naked and still not moving.
"There’s no guy there."
"I think he may be dead," I said, poking him. He didn’t move.
"What are you talking about?" My wife asked. "No one is here but us."

I grabbed the guy by the arm. His arm was warm, but he didn’t move. I lifted him and he was very light, about the weight of a pillow. He didn’t move, but stayed in the position he was as I lifted him up by his arm.

"This guy I’m holding!" I said, waving him about.
My wife got out of bed and walked around the end of it towards me as I held the guy out by his arm.
She walked into him as I held him out.
"Ow!" she said.
"See, you walked into him!"
"I walked into your hand as you held it out."
Dream ends


Not sure what this is about.
We visited some friends last night and were talking about our trip last year and how I always woke up first and would work on my computer while my wife slept.
So, that explains the part that’s easy to explain.

The guy looked a bit like my brother did when he was a teenager. He turns 57 in 9 days, so that was a while ago. And, I haven’t seen him in 22 years now, so have no idea what he’d look like now.
But, it wasn’t enough to say he was my brother. Just vaguely looked like that.

And, of course, my wife is still in bed and I'm out here typing this on my computer, so there is certainly some parts that are true...