Life's been good to me so far

I've had a recurring dream off and on for years that a place I'm familiar with has a hidden staircase that I've just discovered that goes into a hidden attic space that's filled with all kinds of neat things. Sometimes it is big open spaces, and sometimes it's little, interconnected dusty rooms. Often it is my parents' old house where I grew up, but sometimes it's a house I've never been in, and once or twice it has been my grandma's house. It usually doesn't have a scary component though. But I suppose it's just the brain's weird way of telling you you have too much stuff stored in your "attic" ;)