It’s not about the house, really, or the ocean view or the swimming pool.
It’s about the hunt, the escape from reality, even if your reality is damn near perfect.
It’s about living in a real fantasy world for a moment, or an hour, each day.
That’s why I search for homes on zillow or trulia, with maps to show where the homes are in relationship to the ocean, a lake, full of photos of rooms I’ll never live in, a perfect laundry room, a gigantic  sunset.
In reality you grow older, your kids move far away.
In my fantasy none of these things happen. I live with flowers blooming all year, the smell of lilacs each time the wind blows.
Zillow is my drug of choice,  my fix.IMG_0873