I had this dream a few nights ago, but it has stuck with me, so I figured I'd write it down. My fiance and I, along with some other people, went to my coworker's house to pick up something, and it was the most amazing house I had ever seen. It was all made entirely of beautifully polished wood and there was one room that looked just like you had walked outside. It had a pond with lilly pads and rocks and a real waterfall (not those fake glass ones that light up). In the back corner of this room was a bunch of stray cats he had let in and given food to. After we met his mother and sister (he wasn't there), we went to explore this grand house that he had built with his own hand. There was a bar downstairs made of the same polished wood, as was the narrow staircase that led upstairs to the bedrooms (I often dream of narrow staircases for some reason), and just before you went upstairs there was what appeared to be a living room with a couch and one of those springy lamps that you squish between the floor and ceiling, but the entrance to the living room was blocked by a bunch of random stuff like it was being used as storage. It was interesting. I would love to live in or even just visit a house like that.
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