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Lately I've been dreaming of architecture. It seemed so real. There was a beautiful lake in Michigan. And nearby my cousin had a house. It was circular (cylindrical) with an inner courtyard. Huge. There were sections of walls designed to just display art, mostly sculpture and pottery. The walls were clay or maybe cob. In the dream, my cousin insisted we buy her house. We'd work out a deal. I knew I couldn't sell mine. The market being poorer here.
Then I dreamed of an old mall. The stores on one side were converted into residences with the fronts bricked in, like cute gingerbreads or some still in progress with wide openings. Inside the one I was in, there was a tomalli bar and beautiful wood tables left behind. Outside was an ice skating rink. And across the rink were useful stores for the new neighborhood. Small specialty grocers, drugstore, etc.
Last night, I dreamed of my own house. In the basement bathroom overnight, the paint peeled off the wall from about 3 ft high on down, just below the sink. In a straight line all the way across. To the left of the sink had been a glass block window that I looked out and was surprised to see concrete steps. On the red brick, someone had scrawled in yellow chalk, "Why are there steps with no door framing?" The steps were under my driveway! My first thought was that I needed to call Dave, our contractor. I couldn't figure out where the drywall had gone but otherwise the bricks looked okay. They'd been laid nicer than the ones in the coal cellar. I was worried about water condensation from the shower.
Do other people dream of buildings?
Then I dreamed of an old mall. The stores on one side were converted into residences with the fronts bricked in, like cute gingerbreads or some still in progress with wide openings. Inside the one I was in, there was a tomalli bar and beautiful wood tables left behind. Outside was an ice skating rink. And across the rink were useful stores for the new neighborhood. Small specialty grocers, drugstore, etc.
Last night, I dreamed of my own house. In the basement bathroom overnight, the paint peeled off the wall from about 3 ft high on down, just below the sink. In a straight line all the way across. To the left of the sink had been a glass block window that I looked out and was surprised to see concrete steps. On the red brick, someone had scrawled in yellow chalk, "Why are there steps with no door framing?" The steps were under my driveway! My first thought was that I needed to call Dave, our contractor. I couldn't figure out where the drywall had gone but otherwise the bricks looked okay. They'd been laid nicer than the ones in the coal cellar. I was worried about water condensation from the shower.
Do other people dream of buildings?
