I Love You, Tree-house Mansion

Last night I dreamt about the most extraordinary tree-house apartment complex.

I was searching for an alternative living situation when a friend of a friend suggested living in a tree-house. Initially, I scoffed at the idea recollecting the bogus houses parent's make for their children, ergo a piece of plywood wedged between a couple sturdy branches suitable for a couple 50 lb. kids and a deck of cards. Yep, that sounded like an excellent idea. Let me jot that down and call a few people. "Hey, Mom! Hey, Dad! How's about we go down to Home Depot and purchase some wood?"

The friend of the friend was not laughing. I quickly learned how uninformed I was. After forcing the car to defy gravity, we arrived at the top of a gigantic ancient tree with palm-sized waxy dark green leaves and thick twisting branches.

We walked into the first "apartment" for rent, which was sparsely decorated with utilitarian objects such as furniture, a refrigerator and a flatscreen TV. Let's face it, if you don't own a TV you are probably writing cunieform or killing mammoths or living in a tree-house...uh, scratch the last one. What set this dwelling apart was the lack of drywall. There was not a single sign of boring flat white walls, in fact the walls were gorgeous thick branches which were tamed so closely together that natural light could barely peep in. As we walked around I listened to the calming sound of wind russling the leaves thinking to myself "I could get used this".

As if reading my thoughts, my guide then turned to me and said, "You have not seen anything yet!"

We walked out to a cement driveway steaming with the midday heat, took a right and then pronounced our presence at yet another home in the tree. The "home" or shall I say "mansion" blew my plywood fancies into outerspace. It was as spacious as a NFL football field and as curvy as a centerfold. This was my porn. This was my dreams coming true in my, take a deep breath, dream!

The rooms were round, comfy and smooth. All the furniture was made with recycled organic materials brought to new life: sparkling and edgy. There was this constant feeling of being sprinkled with fairy dust. The shadows of leaves painted the walls. I stretched my arms out and smiled taking in a deep breath of lavendar- scented air.

The light of day eventually shifted and the hush of night flew over me as I languished on the round couch, the epicenter, of the most perfect home ever. As my eyes fluttered shut my alarm went off and I awoke to a new day thanking all the trees along the way for reminding me of how truely beautiful nature is.