dark glass

I dreamt that I went outside and the world had changed. Certain ones of us had to keep our existence hidden. We would slip between buildings to go unnoticed, although sometimes we could be amongst the people if we held the right attitude, carriage and clothing.

A man and I were trying to take some boxes to recycling. On returning, we walked through a tall dark glass building. There were stairs going up, corridors that slanted to different levels and elevators, but everything was glass. The only place you could really hide was where the glass curved causing layers of black blue glass to create a sort of dark area.

The man and I went there to rest and maybe sleep for the night. The place was busy with people, but we seemed to be able to be unseen when they were in their mode of thought that was on a different level than ours. We felt safe.

Later in the dream I went to go find my friend WW. He was living in a tent city in the outskirts of the city. He was close enough to be near supplies, but far enough away to not be bothered. He wanted to go on a trip and wanted to borrow my backpack, which was quite large and best for a long journey.