This is my favorite goal. I like to think about my dream house a lot. I tend to zone out in class and think about it. I want lots of windows and windows on the ceiling. I want a library with floor to ceiling book shelves and big leather chairs and stained glass windows. I want a backyard with flowers and a field and a pond or lake or stream and well manicured lawn with a labryinth of bushes and many flower gardens. I want secret passages and hidden rooms. I want a huge bed with lots of blankets and a fireplace and a walk-in closet. I want a large bathroom with granite or marble or something and a whole room dedicated to towels. I want a guest room that looks like Van Gough’s La Chambre à Arles. I want a staircase that spirals up to a secret loft. I want a giant front porch the size of a suburban front yard, big enough to have people dance and throw a late night party on, with lights all around the outside. This porch would need to overlook something, maybe the ocean or a town, or some type of view. The porch would have a second story with furniture that opened off of my bedroom. On top of my house would be a glass observatory to look at the sky. The only way to get to this place would be a secret passage from the library. There would be a movie theater. Also a room entirely for playing music. My house would always be fully decorated for all the holidays. I would have bands and orchestras and choirs give concerts in my backyard all the time. There would be garden parties and I would always have guests over. And I would live here happily ever after. Oh and a moat with alligators. :)
