I used to dream about warehouses a LOT when I lived in one. Haven't in a while. I miss that open feeling of being in a warehouse. Before the warehouse i was visiting a town, we had double decker buses and fountains and such.
Last night it went from military storage, to abandoned bed after bed after bed with worn out quilts, to a horse auction, to a black and white photo shoot, on which i was assisting, and being called on for art direction. Complete with Shaman, incense and roses.
And it was daytime during the entire thing. Thank you DREAMS! So glad to see you again. :)