This one is
a little strange. I can pinpoint one element in this dream. I spent some time
yesterday doing some cleaning and I set some things aside for my sister to sell
at her next yard sale.
*start of
dream*
I live in
an apartment building downtown. I’m waiting in the lobby for someone to arrive.
A lady shows up carrying a cardboard box. Inside are some old things of mine
that I no longer want or require. She is asking me to buy back my own things to
support charity. I tell her that I don’t have any money, but will go inside to
get $5.
I walk down
the hallway towards my apartment. A man is waiting outside my door. He’s
holding a guitar case. I get excited as apparently I know this man and
I forget all about my quest to retrieve $5.
I lead the
man to a subbasement in the apartment building. I’m thrilled that this man is
here because apparently we are collaborating on some song writing. I had
recently found the perfect space for writing music, I tell him. No one else knows
about the subbasement and it’s completely soundproof.
*end of
dream*
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