Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Nice to meet you. I am your ghost.

I was dreaming about the house I grew up in last night. I have been dreaming about this place since my dad sold it when I was 18. It is crazy. My dreams about it are always so vivid that sometimes I think if I were to go visit the new owners they might recognize me as the person who has been haunting it for the last several years.
I decided if I ever win a lottery I will buy that house back and just let it sit there empty. Maybe I will let some single parent with too many kids live in it for free. I don't ever want to live in Eagle River, Alaska again, but I want to own that house. My family built it together before the family fell apart. It is the last standing symbol of what once was once upon a time. The place haunts me as much as I haunt it. I think it needs to be in my family.

In my dream there was heavy snowfall. I was sitting by the window watching it snow. Watching the plows go through the neighborhood creating the high banks.

I woke up and it was snowing here.

(The photo was taken in Eagle River, AK)

If you Go Here and click on the Satellite button in the upper right corner it will show you the house I grew up in.



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