Happy 16th birthday to my youngest son, Landon (Chase Thomson Silk) wherever he
may be doing or whatever he may be up to or whatever name he may be going with
these days.

I'm fairly certain all this is "routine" stuff based on current activity
regarding the ALF (assisted living facility) and stories I've encountered.

Having said that, the dreamer was "hearing" something "musical" and saw an
entrance to a small building (similar to an institutional building rather than a
business, skyscraper, etc., *presumably* one-story rather than multi-floored)
and saw a door (similar to that of, say, a private eye type agency, where
something is written on a glass pane on the door) having something to do with
"Klezmer" (a yiddish type of musical genre) and inside were two guys playing
musical instruments, viewed from *their* backsides, as if walking into the back
entrance of a musical recital hall or practice room): one (to the left) was
relatively unobserved, as the guy to the right (directly ahead) seemed the one
playing the peculiar sounding instrument (it sounded a *bit* like a kazoo, only
with clearer notes / tones.) The instrument (a "Klezmer"?) was obscured in part
by the body of the performer. There was, however, some type of wind generator
(like a fan machine?) in another *room* and that air was being directed (by a
pipe or duct) into the room with the 2 guys and the peculiar instrument in the
lap / arms of the guy in front of the dreamer's perspective.

Moving from that view, going deeper into the building, the dreamer comes across
at least one female wearing no pants but wearing some nylon, bikini-shaped
panties. They're wet, as if she'd had an accident, and there was *also* a dark
/ deep blue/purple house dress with flowers pattern that for some reason the
dreamer was holding on to as well, as if maybe the dreamer was *possibly* an
attendant at an assisted living facility, helping with the care of the female.

A moment or so later, the dreamer is looking for a urinal to relieve some
bladder pressure. The *only* place to find is like a sink basin set down into a
corner of the floor, although there was enough in the way of general
obstructions in the room, that the dreamer would likely have to climb up on a
desk and "aim downward for the corner."

Rather than risk making any kind of a mess due to "aiming error," instead, the
dreamer decides to go look elsewhere for a bathroom (although some of the
building had already been searched, and this was the only one found so far.) As
the dreamer was about to leave that room, someone else shows up, and there's a
bit of, "No, go ahead. I'm going to look elsewhere" type niceties being
exchanged, as the dreamer heads off to look elsewhere for a *more "normal"*
men's room. Clarity, awkward.