Ok, so you know what the weird thing about dreams is?? You are in a place that does 't look anything like the place, yet you know you are in the place. Last night I dreamed I was at the DMV (and I got in trouble for something I didn't do and got sent to the back of the line), but it looked like this big old stone cathedral type of place, with arches and stairways. But I knew it was the DMV, even thought it was the complete antithesis of any DMV I have ever been in or seen, And that always happens in dreams. I wonder why that is. Strange.