OK, I need some dream analysis. I'm carrying this three-ring binder and spiral notebook and I'm walking around with this woman who I think I just met. We're lost in a Pike-Place-Market-type area (all the merchants are Asian) in the Japanese strawberry fields that used to be downtown Bellevue. After a few wrong turns and exclamations of "Where the hell are we?" or "How the hell do we get out of here?" or something like that, I finally find a door out. I leave the woman behind and go out the door. Except that I left my notebook and binder on the other side of the door, which has locked behind me. I get the woman's attention through the door's window. She grabs the notebook and binder and walks through the door to join me. Now we're in modern/post-modern downtown Bellevue and Bellevue Way has been converted to Metro buses only, no cars. One Metro bus turns too wide, causing another to slam it in reverse for a good distance to get out of the way, almost backing into the abandoned McDonald's building. Then I woke up.