...Dream Drafting... That is what I'm going to start calling my designs that come to me in dreams. This one is especially special since it's from over a decade ago, and I still remember the design, yet this is the first time I've put it on paper (or computer.) The reason I remember it so well? In my dream, my grandfather was standing on the walkway on the 2nd floor. My grandfather worked in construction, and loved architecture. I feel like he and I would have been super close, yet never had the chance to know one another since he passed away while I was a baby. (Lucky enough, I was born on his birthday, and am told I have his nose.) He was quite handsome and if you ask me, looked like Elvis. I like to think that since we missed out on talking about buildings and design, he visits me in my dreams, and shares his design ideas with me. In my dream, the house was more modern, but sorry Grandpa, your granddaughter is too much of a country gi
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