I am on the ground floor of what appears to be a refurbished
warehouse or possibly an old cruise ship. It’s huge and seemingly endless. The
floor is full of building materials like columns and different types of
furniture. It is understood that my sister has a boyfriend and he lives on this
floor. The area is not separated from the other materials. It simply blends in.
His decorated open area is tasteful and formal looking like a page from
Architectural Digest. All of his furnishings are in off-white except for two
brown leather couches. One couch is within his decorated area while the other
one is immediately outside of it in what might be a patio if this were a
traditional setting. My son and his girlfriend are seated on the couch on the ‘would
be’ patio. They are dressed for a night out. I stop and talk to them on my way
by and I tell them that this is where my sister’s boyfriend lives. They are simultaneously
surprised and delighted.
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