Dreaming

I am in a house. It either is or will be my new home. It is down Castle Street, and as I look out of the window, I see that Izzy lives opposite. This concerns me as I realise Ricky will be knocking on the door constantly. I look around the house; it is very much like Ian’s house but much bigger. The house is fairly messy; I want to tidy and have a lovely house ready to live in.

I go upstairs to the bedroom; it is very large. I go over to the bed, which is by the window and look back at the room. The size of it is amazing me. To my right is a long brown wooden cabinet/wardrobe. As I look at it, I see it is full of make-up. The last people that lived here have left their cosmetics behind. I slowly go through all the make-up. Some of it has been used, but most of it has not, and it is still in really good condition. There are loads of eyeshadows of every colour imaginable, brand new lipstick and loads of nail varnishes. I feel really happy to have come across all this and happy that I’ll be able to use it.

I realise I’ve been distracted and haven’t cleaned up at all.