Sunday, June 26, 2005

When Matt was telling me I was a selfish git, I was thinking of the backside of Norma's house- how, if you put a ladder on it, you could reach to the top. The stairs up to that raised area in the back, and if the staircase dipped in a V by the pine tree on the hill jsut before the sheep pen, or if there wasn't one?

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Like so... With the house Up... where there's a house I kept thinking over the back of that house, with it's crazy door leading into the nap room, the well underneath the basement... Such a crazy house. I wish I could go back and take pictures, but I know it's better in my memory than real life... Has to be, right?

Hmm... That's kind of sad in itself... That you can't imagine something being better in reality than in your mind. When I grow up, I want a house with a shitload of secret passages that I don't know about- just so I can find them and be delighted with a new discovery!

And all this from someone calling me selfish- but it was really weird, and I realize it now. Whenever I escape from whatever it is bothering me, that's where I go. That's where it doesn't hurt- with Erin under the basement, looking at the boarded up well, taking off the rocks and plywood, and looking down at the wall of cobwebs- yelling into it and hearing our echo back. If it is a dream, it's really realistic, with me tweaking out in the end because I had a giant wolf spider on my leg... we put the rocks back in place and swore to never go back under because it was scary. But I go back there so much... *half-smile* I suppose I'll leave it be and just remember it as awesome, eh?