I had a fairly interesting dream this morning. I dreamed that my sister and I were renting an apartment in the city. (Note: In real life, I am an only child.) One weekend we had a party and invited some guys over. They were my sister's friends, and I was interested in one of them. We went out partying all night, and had some drinks. When we got back, the landlord was upset at our behavior, and had the gate guard block us from coming back. So we were forced to move out the apartment. A few years later (yeah, time flew in the dream), my sister and I happened to drive by our old apartment. It had been converted into a bookstore. Out of curiosity, we parked the car and went inside. It was very tastefully decorated, with a lot of new and popular books. We walked around the sales floor and recognized the old trails, like where the living room used to be, and where the bedroom used to be. The owner of the bookstore did not know about the history, so we mentioned that we used to live here.
It was quite an amazing experience.


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