I don't know if it was a store for women, but it probably was. Anyway I asked the old guy salesman about something and he points to a rug and says, "If rug pieces happened to fall into place to form a replica of this rug, would it be exactly the same?". I thought it would be nearly impossible for the threads to be the same, so I said no. He said, "no of course not!". Then the store and everything turned into a musical and my hair was magically dyed black and black eye liner and eye shadow was put on my face, and a woman gasped and the old man led me around the store. I followed him through a school until I "potentially lost him in the crowd". Pretty sure he was the one taking the elevator. Mostly I just wanted to remove eyeliner before being seen by my peers. So I went to the bathroom and used the mirror to remove it.

>>936920996 (OP)
>"If rug pieces happened to fall into place to form a replica of this rug, would it be exactly the same?". I thought it would be nearly impossible for the threads to be the same, so I said no.
are you fucking dumb? the hypothetical scenario is that all of the threads fell into exactly the same position and formed an identical replica of the original rug. you aren't answering the question if you say that its not likely to happen.
you are so dumb, like for real.

>>936921083
I took a second looking at the rug and noticed it was blurry. I couldn't tell you what the diameter of it was because the threads potentially extended longer or shorter.
Anyway, I was about to post how his words were paraphrased. The rug we were looking at was the replica of the real rug at a different store. At least, that's the story that came to mind

Other dreams were:
I was in a college course for python programming.

Me and an old boss got wasted at some concert