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I have a recurring dream that I suppose is pretty easy to explain. It's me wandering around in what appears to be a very large version of my grandparents' house. Huge stairways and doors, strange secret passages and weird rooms full of neat and scary stuff : a giant tree to climb, boxes full of strange money and gold, a maze of bookshelves and tiny closets ...
I practically grew up in that house when I was a small kid, so I guess it really left an impression on me. They're very nice dreams, coming back every few months or so.
My nightmares are usually really fucking terrifying, so I'm thankful I don't have any recurring ones.
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