Cinema Lobby To Outside Vending Machine

I am out with a female friend. It is not clear who she is. Sometimes she seems tall thin and blonde, but at other times just an inch or less taller than me not thin and dark hair. We seem close, but I don't think it's a date. We are comfortable with each other, but there is also a kind of distance between us.
We walk into this building. I am not sure what it is. But, it's busy here! Outside it is sunny and green and lots of shiny happy people walking around and lots of activity and smiles and laughter. Inside it's not so much, but it is still nice.
I keep catching pieces of the conversations of passers-by. They seem to be mostly talking about a musician, like one in an alternative band.
Johnny Goth was a name I think. Someone said they saw him without any makeup and in plain street clothes. Someone else said they saw him being put into an ambulance but all they saw was a large gash on his upper right thigh. They may have mentioned another name, but I forget.
My attention is also caught by a strange movie poster. It is for a movie called something like "Phantasmagoria". At first, I thought it is about the old scawi movie "Phantasm", but it isn't. It has the name on top, and underneath it has pictures/illustrations on the left and writing on the right. One I think is of a guy and a girl that look like they are from the 50's in a bowling alley. The people are in the foreground, and they are from a different time but seem familiar for some reason.

Then me and my friend go outside. It is like a rectangular area between buildings, shaded but with some sunlight poking through. It is mostly cement, but with some parts are grass. There is a bench there. It is metal and seems bolted into the ground. There might have been a bicycle rack as well, but I am not sure.
In front of the bench is a big and bulky looking vending machine. It was in the Coke colors of red and white. So, I wanted to get a drink for us. I have a lot of quarters in my hand.
I am shocked by the high price!
Still, I start putting quarters in. I drop some. I take longer than usual trying to find them and pick them up. They are silver and gold and some seem to shine in the available light. I feel like this frustrates my friend. So, I get agitated. I'm trying to find these quarters and it's gotten slower because I can feel her mood. Now I am worried because I think I heard the machine beep.
I am taking too long!

Move Opposite To Me

I kept finding my door unlocked. I am in a dorm like apartment.

One night, I hear all this commotion outside. What is going on? I know someone is outside my door. So, I quietly turn the lock so it's locked. But it gets unlocked so I hold the door closed. At first I cannot turn the lock back, but then I can. This happens again, and again. On the third try, I give up and let the door open. It's the manager or something. He is a super-dark skinned guy. He wants to move someone next door to me that is the opposite, hoping we'd learn something from each other and both be more balanced because of it. I protested. I was thinking they would be loud, rude, disrespectful, etc. I didn't want my life to be disturbed tat much. I have things to do, like homework or study or something. I didn't want to be stressed out with this. But, then I wondered if maybe he was right and it wouldn't be that bad.

"trainer", help in the maze of work

I am in a spacious square room like a classroom. I am further led to believe that this is supposed to have the flavor of a classroom because I am sitting in a chair with the desk that is attached to it, looking like a comma (,).
There are others here, mostly milling around. My attention is on someone behind me. She is in the last row I am in the second to last row, and we are on the farthest right of the room.
I get a strong feeling that this is Amber from work. She seems to be closer to me than the desk part of her chair should allow. Sometimes it seemed she should have that desk part, but she was so close she couldn't have it.
I am focusing on her shirt. It is a black T-shirt with gold lettering over the middle of her chest. It says "trainer". The colors of gold on black and something about the font reminded me of Star Wars, but I couldn't grasp the connection in my dream.
So, I asked one of the people milling about if it reminded them of Star Wars. She said no, it's just a black shirt.
(I have an alternate idea that has come to me for this part:
This lady looks at me as if she is annoyed at the interruption and says, "Now, why would a black shirt remind me of anything worth talking about with you?"
I reply, "So, in your language that translates to "no", right?" and gave her a wink and a puckish smile. She turned her nose up at me and scooted off. Funny!)
So, I turn back to Amber. Again, I'm just looking at the shirt with the words above her heart Chakra. I consider that if only I can see them then they are meant for me to see. And because it is on HER shirt it is also meant for her like maybe she would get something (training from me?) out of what I see with her. Because I was the only one who could see it. I don't know if she could see it, she never spoke.

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In a kind of segue to the next scene, I am called out of a room to help Beth the team leader at work. I see her off and on. At the same time I do and don't want to help. I feel very lazy and dreamy.
I am in a maze of hallways. I am not quite sure where I am going, but at the same time I don't feel that lost. Just a little. I just keep walking, exploring, smiling. Up ahead of me Beth comes around a corner and she's grousing about how stupid this place is, how it's a maze, and how lost she feels. I start to walk faster to catch her up, but then I feel like I don't want to after all, so I duck into a side hall. This is like a kind of balcony as well as a hallway, the balcony is on my left. I take the time to breathe a sigh of relief and smile before continuing to explore this place.

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