More and more I feel I am falling away from the world. I feel less sensitive and I suspect this is good for business but bad for art.

Last night I was dreaming house again. In this dream the houses were paired. One was a glorious architectural merenge of glass, wood and stone. The house was pierced by windows that were made up of tinier windows with bushes draping over them. Across from this house was an older house built in the Victorian style, very lovely but absolutely standard. It was explained in the dream that the Victorian house and the little glass, wood and stone house were of a type that had been paired since the days of prohibition. The one house was used for buying drugs and booze and any other illegal activity. The other was where the rich people lived. The rich people would have their parties and they would use the other house for the drugging and drinking. In this fashion their hands were not soiled.

I had a  really lovely glimpse through holes in the wall of the drug house next door. The Victorian House was more closed up, it really hid it's inner face. But the drug house was open to the world. In the Victorian House there were holes drilled in the walls so that people could peek out at the glass, stone and wood house.

I was hanging out at the corner store and most of the other store fronts were for rent. In particular a funny space next to the corner store was empty. The landlord was telling me how the Italian ladies really loved to buy their large purses from that store, hinting that maybe I might want to reopen a purse store there.

As I walked home I notice that there was new construction going on. Well not totally new, since the basis for the building was an original small home. But on top of these little cottages they were building 3 or 4 stories up, great towers of wood, Victorian style.

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