I was driving past this sort-of creepy home the other night just after the sun had gone down around the time when humans are speeding towards their houses so the can feel like they made it home after a days work before it got dark. The blue and red and white here reminds me of a good storm brewing on an oil canvas. I remember a room in our house growing up that had this old mattress from a king bed shoved sort of in the center of the room. It was red and white and gold. My sister Heather once had this dream that there was a lady living in the room and she had built a huge computer and was controlling us with nobs and dials from this room. We were little so this scared me. I think we had a baby sitter who we thought might have been a computer, or made of metal. For some reason this house reminds me of the room and the mattress.
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