Dream of

Moving to a warmer more social state and into a larger 2 storey White House. I climbed up a chair and over an old wardrobe to a higher floor, finding 2 larger more spacious and light filled rooms. The furniture nearly toppled, however I worked out how to stabilise them. One I thought of using as an art studio and the other as a bedroom. The house was close to a little coffee stand. I felt excited to move. On the lower floor in the darker rooms was my ex - he was carrying my daughter at a younger age and I wondered why I ever let him near her - she was too vulnerable and I didn’t realise how cruel he was.