Honestly, I am not exactly sure. I do know that it began with a recurring dream that begin about 30 years back. Soon after I married a wonderfully supportive, very cute man (R.I.P - Mark/March 2019) on Halloween, of course. I began to have dreams about walking through an empty house that was familiar to me and finding secret/hidden rooms. I would always feel delighted at finding the rooms. Sometimes the room would be very lavishly decorated and sometimes in a state of disrepair, but I was always happy about finding it. Often, I was amazed at the size of the room and immediately began to plan how I could fix it up. Some nights I would dream of a house I had dreamed of before, other times it would be a different house. However, it was always a house and always secret or hidden rooms.