Somewhere in the Dream World, there is a place called Fluffy Clouds. I made an unscheduled stop there and ended up staying over night. The castle was owned by a group of ladies. People would come and stay a few nights and pay what they could. It was a flophouse. There were a lot of young people there, mostly students. They would just go to sleep anywhere like on the floor, and Macy had to pick her way careful around them. The lay out was kind of narrow. The hill it was built on was narrow, and it three stories, and a lot of stairs. There was a woman in charge who was giving me a tour and telling me all about the place. They sold a special type of laundry detergent. It was flattened out like a paste and just a small amount was needed to wash clothes. I looked at all the different colors I was shown, to selection some to buy. They were all earth tones: browns, blacks, and off whites. I decided on some of the lighter and some of the darker shades to wash both dark and light clothes. I packed it up, and took it with me. I proceeded to try to find my next nights lodging so I could take my plane back to California. But, I could not find it, and ended up going in a loop and ending up back at Castle Fluffy Clouds, which was a very nice place to stay. I wanted to stay, but things had changed. The women expressed their dissatisfaction, and they wanted me to buy Castle Fluffy Clouds. They said I could have a mortgage that would only cost me $20 dollars a months, but I was concerned about what type of repairs the place might need. I did not know the total selling price of the castle. I assume, I was to assume their mortgage. How could I manage the castle if I did not stay there full time? I had to get back to California for business reasons. I hemmed and hawed about signing the contract to buy Castle Fluffy Clouds. My cat, Princess Fluffy, woke me from my dream.