I actually, literally have dreams like this. Usually the kind where I am trying to get ready for work, but my room has multiple doors and people keep walking in and out and I keep getting caught up in trying to keep them out so I can get dressed.
2009, artist Sarah Lippett
from her flickr stream
6 comments:
Oh man. You know my house dreams. My dream house has an entire section of the Titanic preserved in it with dining ghosts. It's okay to use the restroom in that part of the house but really- that's as far as you want to go.
I think I inherited your dreams. My house is frequently on a swamp but sometimes on a field and, very rarely, in the middle of a city in winter.
It's like a Wes Anderson movie set.
You're right! And I would see that movie.
Princey's arms freak me out a little.
I like him! He can tickle your armpits from the basement!
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