This time I was a dollhouse maker.
I made the most wonderful dollhouses the world had ever seen.
A king in India commissioned me to make a dollhouse for his daughter.
I think I would be a dollhouse maker if it weren't such a terribly dangerous idea for me to be around tools. People get hurt when I am handling them, and far too often the one getting hurt is me. I guess I live my architectural dreams through Google SketchUp, which I just downloaded.
p.s. Rachel, anything symbolic about this dream?
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