I was visiting my therapist at her office and a bunch of friends took me there. These friends don’t exist in real life. I had a huge cylindrical black suitcase for some reason that I had to drop off at security to get into the office. We then took about an hour trying to find my therapist’s room and I missed my appointment.
When I tried to get my suitcase back, they said I had taken too long and they impounded it. By “impounded”, they meant they had thrown it in the garbage.
I had two pet ferrets and my mom’s purse in the suitcase, so my friends and I went to the dump to try and find it, but then I woke up sweating.