Wrong

my annual dream account 

In real life, for many years, I would lose shirts and sweaters and scarves and other clothes items at work. I suspected a support person of mine - who thought I should be supporting him.

A dream last night. I accompany my mother to an event that takes place in a convention hall in New Jersey that was transformed into a faux beach. We have to remove our shoes. When it's time to leave, I can't find my shoes and notice a man following me. He tries to not be seen. I confront him and ask why he's following me. He points to a wall and says ... don't you remember what happened right over there. I tell him I've never been in the place before - that he's wrong about whatever he's talking about. I ask him ... is that why you stole my shoes? He throws me a pair of black shoes and says ... try these on ... I do. They are much too big on me. They aren't mine and he knows he's been wrong all along.