Once again, Last night I dreamt I was attending a small party, featuring a mix of close friends and distant acquaintances from years ago.

The apartment was unique - the ground floor entrance was a 24hr dispensary with bright fluorescent lights and linoleum flooring, much like a stop and shop. We pushed through a secondary door in the back and entered an elevator up to the apartment. 

I don't remember much of the content of the party. The main focal point revolved around someone I've been seeing in real life, but have been hearing from less and less.

I check my phone to see if she's reached out, only to find on twitter that the reason for her distance is that she's making her debut in the WWE as a professional wrestler in the character of a magician (I have no idea). I scroll the feed trying to find more information, videos, but per usual I cannot type anything lucid.

I run back downstairs to get some air and maybe a beer from the convenience store. I return through the dispensary and back up the elevator - the same group of people as last time are inside, but now one of them is on the verge of alcohol poisoning.

I enter back into the apartment, and to my disappointment, most everyone has cleared out. 

I sit back on the couch and am now eating a giant clear gumball, which I instantly try to remove from my mouth with a finger but it keeps reappearing and causing my jaw to lock up.

At this point I was clearly a bit stressed and woke up.