New House & Bus Stop

Last night, I dreamt that I was looking for a new place to live. I was checking around houses near where my mother lives, except the street had a dead end at the bottom, instead of leading to a main road. This dead end comprised of newly built houses that had entirely glass fronts to them.

I was led into one to have a look around, and was immediately impressed over how spacious that they were. Each had 3 bedrooms, all large in size, and with big walk-in closets. I noticed that all the walls were painted white, whilst the floor was dull grey-brown wood paneling, that looked quite old and unused. One of the bedrooms had a diagonal impression, going from the lower left to the upper right corner. Asking what it was, I was told that it was where the flue was for the chimney in some lower landing that I don't believe existed in the dream.

Eventually I'm lead into the livingroom of the building, which was the large room with the entire glass wall at the front. There was already some furnishings here, most notably a chocolate brown sofa sitting opposite of the window, where I and my friend ( who just sort of... appeared at this point ) sat down to hear any last things the house seller had to say.

We take the house, and are handed the keys, which, oddly, looked like slices of red agate attached to a key chain, more than actual keys. My friend is, for whatever reasons, terrified of them and makes whimpering noises as I try to give them to him.

Suddenly, these random other people start coming into the house, and putting things like photographs on the mantle piece, or video cassettes on the bookshelf. We tried to ask what was going on, but they just ignored us. Next thing we know, we're presented with a bill for £1,610.

The dream transitioned at this point, and I was in a cul de sac that lead to a box factory, and, for whatever reasons, there was a bus stop sitting where one of the car parks are. I headed over to wait for a bus, but as I did so, the bus stop changed location to another part of the car park.

This kept happening until I woke up.

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Thoughts & observations:
Dead-end streets were the theme of the dream last night. Huh.

...at least the bus stop wasn't playing music. That would have been the icing on the cake. XD