(in what seems to be a mall "store" or such), I find myself in some tantric workshop or such where the naked participants are working on their own mats (far apart from each other), each of them all rather middle-aged and not very attractive (to me). As I stand observing, I notice my pants are down; as though I've drowsed for a moment I notice the people are up and milling about, their clothes back on.
I'd better put this away, I think to myself and hastily pull up my pants. I go upstairs where as I try to keep moving forward my progress is nearly non-existent; outside I can see through the windows the background exterior (trees and streets and such), is all moving as though the building was moving though no momentum is felt. With all this I suspect to the point of realizing I am dreaming but I neglect to take advantage of Lucid Dreaming.
Finally I make it to an upper level with a very thin ledge onto which I land, and even though Dream Memory assures me I've done this route countless times, but I still find myself concerned about stepping off into space and falling to the one-storey floor below.