Yesterday I went to one of my favorite places. It's a huge thrift store, located on Main Street. The variety of merchandise, including new and vintage clothing and accessories, home decor items, yarn, books, and more, is not to be believed. Strolling through it's rooms (did I mention it's huge?) takes hours because the hunt for great finds is part of the fun, and sometimes they're hidden. It's a truly wonderful place.
Except it doesn't actually exist, at least not that I'm aware of. Visiting this thrift store is a recurring dream I have. I'm not sure exactly where it's located, but it's reminiscent of the Main Street of the town I grew up in, Placerville, California.*
I don't know what triggers this dream. I've been fixated on updating my home's interior lately, which might be part of the reason. I love thrift stores, garage sales, and flea markets, and I don't get to visit them often enough–is the dream the result of my unfulfilled need to bargain shop?
Whatever the reason, I've been dreaming about this magical thrift shop for years now, and it's so vivid that I wake up not knowing if it's actually real or not. I always feel a little sad when I realize it's a figment of my imagination.
Let's open the floor to commenters: Do you have a recurring dream(s)? Or better yet, do you have any thrift shop/garage sale finds you're particularly proud of?
*The sign above is from the Hangman's Tree, a local bar in Placerville, which unfortunately is closed down (or soon to be). Too bad. Placerville is an old Gold Rush Town and this particular bar sported an effigy hanging from it's roof. I love that sort of thing. Someday I want to write a novel set there during the Gold Rush period.
I have Many recurring thrift shop dreams /garage sales. I see myself finding what I consider treasures in real life. Beautiful Indian tunics. Items from Israel like an expensive table with “the ark of the covenant” old swords from hundreds if not thousands of yrs old. and many more precious treasures. Could be Ideas, talents, gifts from above. Devine creativity we need to explore as hidden treasures. 🙏🏼
I was just thinking about this thrift store I have in my dreams, did a google search and came up with your post. I have the same dream! It’s like this place really exists. And I’ve had this dream several times. Glad to know I’m not alone in thrifting in my sleep.
Yay, I got you!
There are probably great thrift stores around my area, I just never go to them. Except there is on on main street in Santa Monica that I go to occasionally. My mom actually got a really pretty jacket there when they were here for the marathon.
LOL! You totally had me going. I thought it was a real store! Are there none like that in your area? Sacramento has quite a few.
I have many recurring dreams. My own version of Disneyland is a popular one. Nothing like the real Disney. Moving into a new house and finding rooms I didn’t know where there is another.
Dreams are always so interesting. Sometimes I can find meaning in them, other times not (or it’s obvious, like I was thinking about school and I had a dream about school.)
I saw your post and was thinking, “I hope she found a great new light fixture!” Hahaha.