The Shortest Distance

Last night I dreamt I was in a massive, maze-like hotel. I was searching for you, overcoming physical obstacles, solving riddles to gain passage through secret halls, at times just shouting your name... Everyone I met knew I was looking for you. Some were helpful and others clearly wanted to impede my search. The dream felt LONG. Not more than a day but decidedly not less either. In the end I never saw you or even came close, but I woke knowing I was making my way to you, still.