I dreamt that I was chasing after ghosts, which involved running from one place to another. In addition to that, I was touring the many floors of that shopping mall, hoping to purchase presents for the friends I had in mind.
I had to rush to the airport to send a friend off to Wales. Although she graduated from the university here, it was by sheer luck that she was able to secure an employment with a respectable TNC in Cardiff. I was stuck at the aerotrain and growing frustrated at the train's tardiness while our mutual friend was caught in the traffic congestion. In actual fact, the Welsh-bound friend is still an accounting student here.
When I finally arrived at the departure hall, what greeted me was the flap display (airport message board/flight information display system, depending on which you are most familiar with) and the toilets were on my left and right. My Welsh-bound friend and mutual friend were nowhere to be seen in the busy hall.
In another scene, we were driving through a small area - with the lush greenery surrounding us on a bright afternoon. It was just me and the driver, no one else on that road. I couldn't clearly see the face, but something in me felt that the driver was a male.