My Dream....It's a weird one...

I had a strange dream last night - well, I always do, but this one was very vivid and I wonder what it means.

I had tickets to see the Broadway production of Spamalot and I was very excited....that is, until I found out the troupe would be performing in some sort of church that they were using as the "theatre." I was angry because I knew that the show wouldn't be as good and I had paid a lot of money for the tickets. Andy Still and Jonathan Harris were attending the show with me even though they had seen it before.
We arrived at the theatre and waited in line for a woman with frizzy hair sitting at a rickety old table to check us in. I glanced about the room and saw the actors warming up on stage in front of everyone. I also noticed that the room was decorated like a Valentine's Day banquet with red-clothed tables, candles, and tiny hearts everywhere. I left Andy and Jonathan and went to find someone nice to sit with.I saw a young, attractive boy of about fourteen sitting alone at a table with my favorite flowers - red and yellow tulips - at the empty place setting next to him.I sat down and smiled at him, and as he glanced up at me with his big brown eyes something in my heart reacted to him. He was a small boy, with shaggy locks and the sweetest face. I noticed confusion on his brow and then I realized.
"Oh!" I exclaimed. "Is someone sitting here?"
"Well," he said hesitantly,"I was sort of hoping my crush from school would come and those flowers are for her."
I jumped up and assured him that I would sit elsewhere. He seemed to feel badly about it, but I thought he was so cute and hoped that whoever he had gotten the flowers for liked him back. Suddenly I was whisked away to a department store of some sort, I think a JCPenney. I noticed the boy in the store as I was arranging clothes, and I went up to him. He seemed happy to see me, and I told him I would show him my favorite place if he would follow me. I suppose I worked in the store, because I went through an "Employees Only" door, urging him on when he said he was afraid and didn't want to get into trouble.
"Just trust me," I promised him. We went to the back of an old hallway and got into a rickety elevator, pushing the button to take us to tenth floor. As we stepped out of the sliding doors, we were on the roof of the building. On one side we were surrounded by snowy alps and on the other a huge city skyline. Blue ocean was all around, and big ships - the ones from the old days - were at sail. The sun was setting over the mountaintops, casting an orange glow on everything. The boy and I stood looking about us, taking it all in, when the building changed to a rocky cliff and the boy asked if he could climb it. I told him yes, but that I had an easier way. I put some sort of spell on him and changed him into a beetle!!Suddenly, my sister, Matti, came out of nowhere, and thinking it was a harmful bug, crushed the tiny beetle. I screamed in protest, but as the beetle "breathed" its final breath, I knelt by him and wept my apologies, saying I never meant to hurt him.As I realized there was nothing else I could do, I boarded the elevator again. Upon reaching the bottom, my mother was there with several thick envelopes.She told me that my health was in critical condition and that I should be sitting down to read them. Then she left me. My heart was beating fast as I opened the letters, afraid of what I would find. The documents said that I was having trouble breathing and that I would have to have nasal surgery...the only thing was that this "surgery" mimicked the way Egyptians pulled the brains through the nasal passages with a hook during mummification.I was horrified and would rather have died than have this surgery. And then I woke up.

Strange, huh? Any interpretations?

P.S. I SAW THIS BOY TODAY ON MY FLIGHT!!! No joke, I had to do a double take because the boy looked so familiar and I couldn't place him. Looking him dead in the face I realized it was the boy from my dream! I asked him his age and he said fifteen, but he was small for his age. I told him and his mom about the dream - not all of it, lol - but she was cool about it and said I probably just come into contact with so many people that it's not hard to dream about someone I don't know and then see them.
Freaky.