My dream

I was in a pretty well-maintained lift - it wasn't premium like you'd get in Harrods but it wasn't run-down like you'd get in a car park either.

I was alone so I pressed the button to go up (I'm assuming to a shopping centre) and the lift started moving, but I couldn't tell whether it was going up or down.

The lift stopped and doors opened and I was met by a brick wall.

The lift was now full of strangers and I was squished into a very tight corner with no room to even breathe let alone move.

Someone pressed a button, the doors closed and the lift started moving again.  Everyone was talking to each other and ignoring me until they got to the floor that they wanted and disappeared.

I pushed the button to continue to go up and some doors appeared behind me, so I turned around and attempted to take a step out but managed to stop myself because there was nothing there.

I steadied myself and closed the doors, continued to head what I hoped was upwards.

The doors opened and I was met with a huuuge raging fire that tried to take over the lift.  I managed to close the doors just in time and continued my journey.

The lift was now starting to look decidedly run-down and was struggling to function so I hoped that it would function for long enough for me to reach my destination.

Every time the doors opened I felt like there was some kind of force keeping me inside the lift and the doors revealed dramatically reducing quality to whatever was being shown and the quality of the inside of the lift deteriorated each time the doors opened.

I suddenly realised I was desperate for a wee and woke up, stumbled downstairs to the bathroom and relieved myself.

Any ideas what this dream means please?