I had a dream my class was on a trip to see a play. The huge theater looked the size of a stadium. On display was a vintage play about a love triangle. A man was fighting for the love of this woman. I was sitting next to my old best guy friend in high school and he was maybe writing and I was talking to him and there was this big bag in between us; I believe it was his bag and I was just looking inside it because it was wide open.