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Okay, I know "house" dreams are about some aspect of my psyche, I just can't figure out exactly what this one is telling me!
I was traveling with a friend of mine through my hometown. Our respective spouses weren't with us, but we were in touch with them - almost had the sense we were on a camping trip or something (though that's not something I'd be likely to do).
We stopped at the house where I grew up and lived for about 22 years. The current owner was a nice young man, and it became obvious he was a devout Christian, which was slightly off-putting to me. But I also had the sense that we had met before. We asked if we could spend the night at the old house and he agreed.
The house was under renovation and so we slept on the floor in sleeping bags - again, like "camping out".
To top it off, I discovered that the new owner and I shared a mutual love of ANNETTE FUNICELLO.
So, um....huh?
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