beautiful . solitude

I had a couple of them today and thought I'd write them down before I totally forget. 

I was a character who was adopted or a step-child of this really important man or woman.  This character ended up doing something illegal in the end, and can't remember if she was shot or injured or whatnot.  The only thing that I really remember was trying to go up a staircase that was so narrow that ... I couldn't get up there (the person that went before me did tho -- the stairs were less than one-foot wide).  Just then, a strange black man walked thru the main doors, smiled and told me that there was a different set of stairs that I should take -- the real ones at the front.  So I did, and then committed the crime (whatever that was).

The next dream had something to do with living in a nicer house where I had my own bathroom, and that I was to meet Amy @ 7pm for dinner at a Japanese place and I was 20 minutes late.  When I arrived she ended up ordering something that looked like Korean food for me.