When I get to where I'm going, I'm gonna buy me all new clothes

I found these sweet new going-out style fancy tops in my closet that I didn't know I had. But psychic disaster struck, and I couldn't choose which one to wear. This dream went on for fucking ever, and I was thrilled to wake up to shake off the feeling of horrific indecision.

But later, when I came home to change to go out again, I forgot that the clothes weren't real, and was pissed when I couldn't find them in my closet.