Dreams 03.14.16

Classic time stress/not feeling well anxiety imagery.  I was somewhere, late leaving for work, was going to be late, and even when I got offered a ride from someone, it wasn't working out (was going to take too long; I was an hour away!). And then seemed to doze/lose track of time and was already late! But I couldn't express my impatience as it was nice of her to offer me a ride in the 1st place.  Then I ended up with a different group of people who were going to take over the ride-giving (but again, so slow!), where we seemed to be in the yard of the place I grew up in.

Then it morphed into me in this big complex that seemed a combo of luxury hotel / laboratories (a helpful 'asian lady' started to talk to me as I went through one area and tried to do the the hotel service thang; inquired about breakfast and, noting that I was clutching part of a newspaper, told me the next thing they'd have done was to offer me the daily newspaper to read) that were becoming over-ridden with xenomorph-style infecting aliens. No chest bursting but the knowledge that they were around and in people (one guy who may have been gambling turned his head to proclaim that they (aliens) were about the size of a cigarette (?!) as he had one in him. I also glimpsed a facehugger behind a door with a window that one onlooker reacted far too calmly to, because, of course, she didn't kmow what it meant.  One of those 'you start retreating as fast as you can, but the signs all around you tell you it's already far, far Too Late' scenarios.