I dreamt I drove up to a Buddhist temple in the same little gray putt-putt car I've been driving in a few dreams now, got out, took a little white towable wheeled wagon out of the back, put in 2 homemade audio cassettes and a Sony Walkman cassette player and some black Sennheiser headphones, wheeled it around to the back of the temple, past some overgrown bamboo and tall grasses with bits of it mowed, found an unlocked door, entered and wandered around what looked like a temple that had gone to seed, I saw stacks of chairs long untouched, weeds here and there, muddy spots, worn tables, some ancient fliers for Buddhist functions, then wandered into a place that looked like it was for prayers, towing my little white wagon behind me. I found the front door to the place, opened it, then something invisible shoved me out the door and locked it behind me, leaving my precious cargo of little white wagon and tunes behind, irretrievable by me. I pondered my situation in the dream, wondering whether to call an associate who regularly attended Buddhist services, to have a word with the guy who ran the place, when at that moment the head guy appeared in the doorway and I asked him why this happened and can I have my stuff back, and he just turned around and walked back in and closed the door again.