I think a lot about houses. I used to want to be an architect, like my grandfather, but then I realized that requires math and it began to seem much less appealing. I have a dream of designing my own, if ever the opportunity and the money presents itself. My bedroom would have french doors that open onto a balcony that happens to have a tree growing through it. The tree would then have a ladder that goes up onto an actual tree house, so it would be two levels.
Here are some fun houses. The first one is my favorite house in Venice Beach.
