Dreamy

Last night, I had a weird dream. Jodi and I were married to other people. I do not recall my bride nor Jodi’s husband, but I do remember that we could not talk about how much we loved each other since it could upset our spouses.
Then I was with my mother and sister and her family in a cold, snowy place. We were searching for a hotel, and came upon one that was one level, but half of it was covered, garage parking. The garage was strange though. It was just like outdoor parking, with no constraints you might expect when putting a roof over 30 parking spots. There were no columns, and no strict geometry. The layout was not in a grid at all, and the enclosure actually had garage doors. We came through the garage door, and parked in front of our unit and went inside. That is all.