weird dream i had last night

i am riding the New York Subway (that looks a lot like the Moscow subway) with Michael Douglas and two of my friends. For some reason Michael Douglas and I have to split off from my friends so we agree to meet at a different station, seven stops West of where we originally were. We meet on the platform, which is all in blue hues. I say that the coloring of the platform is exactly like the color in Petrov-Vodkin's paintings, with a little bit of allusion to Chagall. We have to get back to my house, but first I want food. At this point Michael Douglas has transmongrified into someone else entirely, who is my friend in the dream, but I don't know him in real life. We are walking through Washington Square Park; it's dark. I see a hotdog stand, but it's closing down. We walk into some fast food/deli place where there is only little bits of food left. I see old muffins and swiss Danishes, then at the other end of the place there is a salad bar. I want a Caesar Salad, but not all of the ingridients are there. There is a bin of greens with what I think are chicken bits, but upon closer inspection, turn out to be almond slivers. I am hungry, but can't choose what I want to eat because all the choices are not quite what I want.

interpretations?