I had a dream last night that I had bought a house 2 streets away from where I grew up. I was walking around the neighborhood. By the time I'd gotten back to the street where I was going to live, either my legs hurt pretty bad, or I was too tired to walk any further. I found myself crawling down the street to the house. The street had never been paved. So I was crawling on dirt & stones & pebbles. I wondered why I even bought a house there as I would never want to live over there again, but I realized it was all I could afford. Just as I got to the house I realized I hadn't even started to put things away & whatnot & I was getting visitors.

Then I woke up.