I have a recurrent dream of being in a very large and ornate house. Somehow I'm aware that it's mine and that I've lived there for quite awhile, but I can't always find my way around, as if the rooms rearrange themselves periodically. I've been back to it many times and it's always recognizable, if not completely. Waking up usually produces a sense of loss.
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