Aaaaghh!!!
Holy shit! A long time ago, I had a nightmare about this place. I've never been there, I don't know anything about it except that when I saw it today (browsing apartment therapy online) I recognized it and it scared the crap out of me.
And I know I either blogged or emailed or journaled or otherwise wrote that dream down at the time; and now I can't find it and it's bugging the hell out of me. It's such an annoying feeling having something just at the edge of your memory.... and nothing.
All I remember was this was a house in an artists' enclave and somehow my sister was involved.
Anybody?
