I am the house!

I'm still trying to remember my dreams. The project is not going so well. Sometimes I get a snippet, and it is just as dull and mundane as can be. I think, this is the best you can do? Even in dreams? Sheesh.

But recently I did dream of a house. And because it was a different house, I also recall that through the years I have dreamed of a series of houses. Many I can't recall, but one that stands out was huge. We went in through the basement, and there were a multitude of rooms with old stuff stored in them, probably junk but possibly usable and potentially valuable. Something to go through and sort out sometime.... but so many rooms, so much stuff.

There were about 5 or 6 stories to this structure; it was most like one of those hotels that used to be built in the early 1900's. It was solid, but it had been vacant for a long time. We were able to get the first floor into very good order, beautiful living room, plenty of bedrooms, good kitchen. That is where we lived while contemplating renovation of the rest. I don't think the renovation ever happened. The only other noteworthy part of the house was the roof terrace. The view was grand, it had formerly accommodated a banquet kitchen and sky top dining, but we just occasionally used it as a height to look out from and enjoy. The fact that 75% of the house was a wreck and spooky weighed it all down, but there was beautiful living space on the first floor, and it was enough.