Dream Journal
B and I were moving out of our apartment and into Apartment #7 upstairs in the same building. I was worried because I didn’t know which of the two upstairs apartments number 7 was, but I was happy knowing that it was a bit bigger.
Both of the upstairs apartments were still occupied and we needed to be moved by today because someone was moving into our apartment this afternoon.
I went to my bedroom closet and found all of my skirts and tops had been take off the rod and piled, still attached to the hangars, onto the shelf above the rod. The person who was moving into our apartment had filled the closet with boxes.
I was frustrated that we were being slowly forced out of our apartment when our new apartment was still occupied.
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