Dreams

Somehow vintage

I often have dreams during the night. Some I do not remember in the morning, some I do not want to remember and then there are those dreams that just makes me want to go back. 

My town

In our little town there is a shop, nearby the town square, that sell old vintage stuff. I have been there many times and bought home nice things, mostly to the kitchen.

In my dream I found a place like that, with three floors, in an old house and in a beautiful town. It was sunny, warm and the wind had a softness I had never felt. I entered the store and I was mind blown. On every floor there were rooms with different items for sale, with different themes. Christmas, winter, clothes and shoes, lamps and furniture, toys, cards and other lovely stuff.

I stepped into this old house, from the sunny weather outdoors. I felt the difference between the warmth and the more soft cold breeze in the house, from the fans placed here and there. I walked on the first floor, looked at the tiny Saint Nicholas', the old vintage Christmas cards and decorations. I felt the fabric walking by an old vintage dress and wanted to try the black shoes matched with the dress. I went upstairs and saw the beautiful chandeliers and cabinets. 

And when I almost reached the room with toys - dolls, cars, trains and other antique beauties, my alarm went off. Of course! I really wanted to see all those toys and maybe buy something, even if it just was a dream.