Meditation: On Dream Houses

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When I was a child, I dreamed of houses: the treehouse, the turreted castle, the one with a secret room. Now that I am all grown up, I still dream of houses: the beach shack on Bali, the cottage in Woodstock, the neighbor’s Victorian. And at, all my dreams can come true, and I don’t even need an architect and a gargantuan line of credit…just a lot more skill in drawing with a mouse.

You’re invited to draw your own dream house on Apartment Therapy Avenue, and then come back here and tell us all about it.