03.06.2010
Buying a House - 6/3/2010 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Jen and I were walking down a street in my neighborhood. There were two homes that were models for the constructions company. A realtor was giving a tour for a family, and Jen and I decided to tag along. As we walked by the houses I could see that the basement windows had been kicked in by rowdy children in the neighborhood.

We followed the tour group into the first house, which looked like a one story buiding from the front, but upon entry we found it to be a three level home built deep into the ground. For a mostly basement home, it was well lit with sunlight. Directly in front of us as we crossed through the threshold was a set of three staircases. The one in the middle went up six stairs onto a lookout, and the two on either side descended to the lower level of the home. We walked with the group up the carpeted stairs and walked to the rails to look down into the rest of the house. I could see the living room, which had simple, but elegant wood furniture and a large, soft-looking couch. Jen was smiling, and she started talking very quickly and excitedly as she described how she could use the space for a salon. She began clapping and hopping about. I couldn't help but smile, until her elation brought her too close to the wooden rail, and she toppled over it. I could only watch as I saw her plummet 35 feet to the floor head first. She landed with her head and her shoulders, and I thought, "Oh God, I've lost her!" Luckily, she sat up. That feeling of shock, however, was enough to wake me up.