01-16-2013, 12:13 AM
Amazingly or maybe not so amazingly the day after describing my dream about my great grandmothers house I had a similar dream but this time the house belonged to my paternal grandmother. The previous dreams had been about my maternal great grandmother. This time the house was not in disrepair but in great shape. It was however located in a bad neighborhood. I still had the same fascination with all the rooms that made up the house and I remember particular interest in the color of the hard wood floors which were almost black. I also had the same deep longing to own the house. I thought that since it was in a bad neighborhood that I could afford it. I kept pleading with my dad not to tear it down or give it away because I really wanted it for myself. I remember repeating several times "but I used to huny Easter eggs here". In real life the house that belonged to the grandmother in question actually belongs to my dad and is in a terrible neighborhood. It has been so vandalized by local crack heads that my dad is having trouble even giving it away. And he and I have discussed the possibility of removing the hard wood floors to put in my house one day should I ever have a house of my own.
Thoughts?
Thoughts?