Descending in NYC

Date: 10/11/2020

By Purple

In my dream, I was back home, in New York City, traveling on the subways. My backpack was large, overstuffed and heavy. I was extremely tired. My umbrella looked very dirty, and could not fit in my backpack. I accidentally dropped my umbrella, and when I bent down to pick it up, the weight of my backpack — along with my fatigue — caused me to fall over. I was too tired to be embarrassed. I got up half a minute later and continued walking. Somehow I got to talking to a religious man. We walked together, but he was on a descending escalator and I walked along a more difficult terrain beside him. At one point I almost lost my balance and instinctively reached out for support. We momentarily held hands and I thanked him for helping keep my balance. He was a little embarrassed because I don’t think he’s ever held the hand of a female before. That’s all I remember of the dream.