fairview drive

ok, so i dreamed last night that i was living in my childhood home.....the one i was born into that we moved away from when i was in the 5th grade.....this house was on a steep hill...the kind of front yard that sensible folks install with a rock garden to eliminate the need to mow grass on the incline.....and it had a full front porch, with porch swing.......in the dream i have come out onto the porch to bring in the paper and the mail, both of which are laying on the porch floor.......there is a large envelope on top addressed to me....full hyphenated name...from a terry baker.....a name that means nothing to me.....curious to remember names in dreams......and inside the house someone had installed glossy wood flooring......shiny enough to imagine slips and falls in stocking feet.....and there were more guest rooms downstairs than possible given the home's actual dimensions.....to the end that i was the only person sleeping upstairs......my original bedroom was not really included in my dream sequence....mostly i sat on the porch and read a letter and a card from someone i don't really know......curious........