On Dreaming of Houses

The following is a bit messy but I was just wanting to get my thoughts out. Plus, as clear as dreams may sometime be, it’s always a little hard to try and explain what you dreamt.  

Last week I had dreams about houses three nights in a row. On the third night I had a recurring dream about a large terrace house. In the latest of the recurring dreams it started at a later point. The next morning, where I find myself walking down a set of stairs in a daze and not exactly knowing where I am. Then I come to remember that I stumbled into the house last night really drunk. The house is big and bright and has a sort of maze like feel to. That is, it’s not a conventional structure. Then I woke up and I lied there with a great sense that I had actually done that. Not right then but perhaps last year. (I haven’t) however, when I was lying there half awake half asleep I thought I did and I was a little shaking-up by it. Then I said to myself that I’ll put more thought into it in the morning. It was quite a vivd dream and one that I have had before. Also the dream was slightly different to the one I had a few months ago. The first time I dreamt this dream it was longer. It started with me in the house walking up the stairs then it fades out then I remember the next morning walking down the stairs and in a hall way I see a lady who owns the house. However, she is not particularly shocked but asks why I’m there and I think I may have walked out into the garden. Maybe I felt that I was dreaming about something that I had done before because I have dreamt that dream before... Probably. 

In another dream about a house that I had last week, I found myself in a room with two others, (not people I know in my waking life). Then one of the two parent’s walk in. Then at that moment I feel I should leave. It’s quite a big house, in fact, it’s huge. For some reason or another I feel sort of ashamed. Then I push on a wall and it opens to a staircase. I walk down to the lower level and it’s where I see the parents again. I ask how many staircases this house has and the mother reply’s “four”. Then she pushes on a wall which opens to a little room that’s very dusty inside and there is also a spiral staircase in there leading to an upper level of the house. The mother seems happy. Then I leave and make my way down the street. I find myself in the inner city but not the inner city I am familiar with. I turn a corner and I walk past a grand and modern hotel foyer. I stand outside and it gets a bit fuzzy here because I’m not sure whether or not I’m walking with someone, or whether or not I go into the foyer. Then it ends... 

In the other dream, which occurred on the first night, I’m driving in the Blue Mountains  with someone (I can’t remember who, I don’t think it’s relevant at all) it’s an overcast and dull, sort of dark day. I look out and up on a hill I can see a very big, Georgian like Mansion. Then the dream cuts to me walking through the grand hall of the mansion and that’s all there is to it. I can’t really remember much about that particular dream. Except that it was in the country and the sky was quite dark with thick clouds overhead.