But wait, you exclaim! Christy! You already are renting a house! (I am, it's true.) And it's lovely. And over the last three years you've made it your little haven. And as soon as the landscaper finishes redoing the yards it will be even better!
Well.
That hasn't stopped the dreams. Maybe it's inspired the dreams.
My dream rental house is in Bali, you see.
Oh!
But WHY BALI?
I have NO idea. Ask my dream programmer. Until recently I really had no desire to go to Indonesia. It was at the bottom of my list. But now...
It may still be at the bottom of my list.
BUT. If these dreams keep up, I may have to go and find that house from my dreams. The one with the carved four-poster teak bed with a pristine, white coverlet. An outdoor shower sits in a tropical garden. A perfectly placed deck perches on a cliff and I sit on it and drink mango juice and look out over the crashing ocean.
Sounds amazing. I wanna join you in Bali when you find that place!
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