Old me and metal stairs

I was walking down some city street and it was day time. I was on the sidewalk walking right next to an old high school classmate, Erica. We saw a couple coming up from behind us and passed us on Erica's left. And the couple - it was the old me with some other guy with his arm wrapped around the old me. Had my hair tied up in a ponytail and it was still long. My glasses were on. Gray hoodie sweater and jeans. I looked at the old me and just smiled as I watched the old me walk off.

I was inside some building that had dark gray brick walls, and colorful graffiti in certain spots. There were metal stairs against the brick wall. I was running down the stairs running from someone or something. I was also swinging through metal bars to go faster. Then - there was a chunk of stairs missing. The flight of stairs I was on, had led straight into the wall.T he floor below was missing stairs.B ut the floor below that, had stairs. I remember standing there staring at the wall wondering why one floor didn't have any steps. I think I just jumped down to the next flight of steps.