Strange dream in Chicago in May

In May I visited the States for the first time.
Two and a half days in Chicago isn't much of a visit, but being in such a big city,
gave me this dream at the hotel:

I had ventured out in Chicago alone, by bus.
Then I lost my money, my airplane ticket,
my passport and my shoes.
It was very unpleasant, but not scary.

Suddenly I remembered that I had left my money,
my airplane ticket and my passport back at the hotel.

So I had - after all - only lost my shoes.


Now, two months later, I feel that the dream expressed my anxiety
about my present life situation, but the dream also showed me that,
counting my blessings, life wasn't all that bad. I had lost very little.