antiques warehouse

Date: 12/30/2016

I dreamt we recently acquired an old warehouse filled with antiques. Lots of weird stuff like big foggy mirrors and old carnival ride parts. We were new to the town and so I wanted to go out and explore. I found an old brick building and when I went into the basement I saw a classroom type setting but filled with adults. One of the people there, a beautiful black woman in her 30s asked me if I owned the antiques warehouse and told me she owns one too in another town. She was asking me some questions about the business and a possible partnership but I was too drunk to function properly and give her real answers. My vision was blurry. I left feeling like I ruined a potential opportunity because I was drunk. IRL I went to bed wasted.