The house of my dreams

or nightmares...?

I have a strange, recurring dream that I own a country house on a desolate, big lot. It’s hidden by ivy, I never advertise it, but people find it and they move in. They call themselves renters but never pay rent.

This house grows organically, beyond my control. Poorly designed additions emerge, then quickly sag into disrepair.

Rooms sprout from rooms …

… closets fill with junk.

My ‘renters’ are from different places and times.

They make booze in the bathtubs ..

…their clothes smell of smoke and mold.

Stained, smelly carpets speak of horrors I don’t want to know about. As the landlord, I'm responsible when the cops show up.

Each dream is a new misadventure.

As luck would have it, I found that house for sale on Zillow. The only difference between my dream house and 5456 E Lake Rd is the color. My house is painted the color of dried blood, reddish brown.

They did clear the ivy away. Should I bid on it?