Dreams

I often dream of a house. Always the same house, but dreams take place in different parts of the house. Sometimes in the attic, sometimes in the yard. Sometimes a lot of people are in the house, but sometimes it's just me.

It's an old house, with run down siding, and large rooms. A strange part about the house is that there are secret rooms. In the front of the house, under the stairs, there is a small hidden door. The door leads to one or two small rooms that had no windows. They were furnished, though it never occured to me how the furniture got in the rooms.

The rooms always seemed like they were forgotten. Whenever I dream of the house, the rooms were always there, I might not visit them, or even think about them in my dream, but I know they are there.

I dreamt last night that I was standing in the yard, which was by a body of water, a lake or river, looking at the front of the house. I saw that the rooms were no longer secret rooms, they were now right inside the main entrance, completely visible from the yard, and refurnished with new items.

I noticed that the yard looked well-manicured, and the house looked like it had been painted, or restored, it looked good from where I was standing. In the past the outside has been decrepit and falling apart at times.