This is the house I lived in from 7th grade until my mom sold it the end of my freshman year of college. It's a beautiful house - peaceful and serene. The back windows overlook an empty lot, railroad tracks, and an open field of cattle. (This picture is somewhat misleading because when I lived in this house there was no fence or pool. My dad was an engineer - way to practical and cheap to have a pool.) I loved this house.
It was also the last house that I lived in with my full family - my mom, dad, brother, sister, and I.
For some reason, this house haunts my dreams. Every six months or so I will have a dream that this house plays a prominent role in. They aren't bad, sad, or significant dreams, but they include this house. In fact, I had a dream I was in this house just a few weeks ago. Strange, huh?
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Usually, if I have a dream about a person once, I'll have one or two or ten with them in it again. Sometimes it isn't even someone I know...sometimes its a musician or actor or actress or something.
That house is very beautiful. :D
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