My whole life came to a halting stop yesterday.
The lease of the loft that I am in love with is up, 30days.
Though I am already moved out but all my possessions are there,
it still makes me sad.

Then I got fired from my job.
Which indeed was a unwelcoming almost surprise.


anyways
yesterday was a weird day.
Now to continue onto why I am awake and typing in my blog.

The reacquiring house.
That haunts my dreams.
(in a good way)

I was there, yet I didn't seem to realize it.
and I went to the one room that I have always wondered too by myself.
Yet never had a chance to enter.

It sits at the tipy top of this house.
Yet no one would ever go with me.
And when they did,
by the time we got to the top,
everyone would have disappeared,
it was a we,
then it's always just me.
Always in the staircase.



There are three rooms total.
Which can only be found through one secret staircase.
After you climb up the old staircase and open the tiny door
it is one big empty room, with one big wooden door
then a little room, with a big tall door.
Then the attic.

Which has 2 small doors and a ladder in the corner.
The ladder is going down into a hole.
Maybe there was a window.

But this is the thing, once I get to the third room.
It is usually dark and almost scary.
Ive never gone in it.
It's the place my eyes have never gotten explore.


But tonight 3 people went with me.
We were already close to the top.
We were basically to the first door.

We got to the 3rd room and the light was on.
I could see the whole layout of the room.
Everything in it.
(which there was a creepy doll in a rocking chair, wtf)
Yet no one would let me enter.
They were scared, saying someone was the there.
I laughed say it hasnt changed at all since the last time I was here.

Then I realized we were in that room.
I took a step.
Then I woke up.

Everything fell apart in my real life,
& something pieces together in my
recurring house dream


odd.