My dream house. Well, to be honest, my dream house would be one that can move with me. Sure I would like 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a big grassy lawn and a swimming pool. Sea views and a deck. But the thought of a house with a bond scares me to death. My dream house would be one that I could carry on my back. It wouldn’t have clutter, dishes or dirty floors. It wouldn’t have clothes on the floor or toys in the warmer drawer (lilys new hiding spot). My dream house would be one that I can take with me wherever I choose to go.
Maybe I should have been a snail!