Kinda sorta remember bits and peices of last nights dream. Was in a giant Victorian house. Was needing to move and packing things when one area of the floor caved in. They was a dresser right in the middle and I wanted to get the dresser. The carpet was so beautiful, blues and golds more like a bedspread than a carpet. The design was Persian and silk. At one point I sat down on the carpet under a very scrolled gilded bird cage and stared at the carpet, it was mesmerizing. I remember the old fashioned heavy phone ringing but I never got to answer it. Seems like I was supposed to be hurrying but the carpet kept divert ing my attention. Oh, I think a flood was coming.