Before falling asleep, I see a buck (? male deer) with a big snake coming out of its wide-open mouth. Ali, and I, are waiting in line to check-in (like at an airport, but only one line, and no seats) for the Skechers sale. We are in the front of the line. I see a guy giving money to the worker helping him. I ask Ali if we are supposed to pay here. He pays no attention and goes to check-in. We then walk into a large room, 2000-2500 sq. ft. I have lost Ali. I don’t see shoes, but … Continue reading Don’t Belong Here