The State Capitol

Greetings!

This one is on par with some of the other rather crazy dreams that have been posted before. This one is going to be the longest yet, so I might as well jump  right in.

I started on the steps of the state capitol building in beautiful Springfield, Illinois. I walked in and took a very nice elevator up to the top floor. When I arrived at the top, it was different than I remember; instead of a tall chamber culminating in a dome, each level had a floor that was shaped like a huge funnel with a small hole in the bottom. I remember thinking that I would be screwed if i were to fall through that hole, seeing as there is another identical setup on the three floors below me. Taking that into consideration, I slowly and cautiously proceeded into a white room. The floor, the ceiling and all the walls were painted a stark white. There was no furniture in this room, but there was a small slit that ran the length of the longer wall and a window looking at the train station. Curious, I walked over to see why a slit had been placed in this otherwise empty room. Upon further inspection, I realized that there was a conveyor belt that ran behind the slit and my purpose for coming to this room was to get as many things off the conveyor as possible

At this point, I wasn't alone any more. I was joined by two of my fellow conveyor-belt cleaners who were charged with the same task. As we stuck our hands into the dark slit, we were all surprised to see what we were scooping out. The damp, warm colorful material on that belt was like nothing any of us had ever felt or seen before. The closest comparison I have is multi-colored and good smelling wet Styrofoam. All of us them knew that the substance on the conveyor could have been far more disgusting, so were glad to handle this excellent goo.

We grabbed that paste of the conveyor belt for a solid five minutes before I realized that if I was to get back home, I could not miss the train at any cost. I kept on glancing out the window, to see if my train was at the dimly lit station. I glanced at my schedule a to see that the next train boarded in 5 minute, I had to get out of there, So we vacated that strange white room, and headed back into the hall, ever weary of those dangerous floor-funnels. When we reached the bottom floor, it had turned into a sports bar with very high ceilings. The ceilings were made of a whiteboard material and people were writing their names on them with yellow markers. With no time to lose I ran right out of the sports bar / State Capitol and rushed to the train station.

NOTE: this next part was weird because it was light out during this, but the rest of my dream was at night.

If you aren't as intimately familiar with the geography of downtown Springfield as I am, it would behove you to know that about a block away from the current capitol building is the 'Old State Capitol'. I rushed to that building only to find it had been turned into a shopping mall. I walked in to the Sports Authority and my olfactory glands were tickled with the scent of freshly poured PVC. Not in the need of any sporting equipment, I left that store then I came to the realization that I had missed my train.

Its nighttime again:
I ran to the station platform to see it bare. I had missed the last train of the night, I was stranded in Springfield for the night.


 Thats all.