Hilp.

What does it mean when I had a dream that I went back to the perfect music store (selling old school rock and alternative rock albums, vinyl records, notebooks, music sheets, figurines) that I had dreamt about before but this time it was rather empty. I asked the owner what happened to all the posters and cool messiness of legends' faces everywhere. He replied that he wasn't getting money from running a shop like that anymore so he was clearing his stock for new shit. And when he said "shit" he didn't mean it like "stuff" he meant it like "crap". Disappointed, I suddenly ended up at a spiral staircase (I'm terrified of spiral staircases) and had to descend because I suddenly had to follow my friends somewhere. They talked and walked fast but wouldn't slow down for me. I got frustrated at their lack of consideration for me and my lack of speed, but still kept a slow pace so as to not fall like sky diving like I normally do at staircases in my dreams. Towards the end of the flight of stairs, the ceiling became so low I had to crouch. When I finally reached the green wooden door with a glass centre, I saw and heard a Caucasian 40-year old woman say to her friend that "the bus lady is here!" while pointing at me. Next thing I know, I'm wearing a blue green and white striped suit walking out the door.