Aunt + Kitchen plants

My aunt was in the kitchen, tending to her plants. Vines crawled up the cabinets, their leaves brushing against the ceiling. Pots of ferns and succulents lined the counters, some spilling over onto the floor. She didn’t look at me, just kept pruning.

Without turning her head, she says to me (?), “This house was never finished."

Then I woke up. I believe she was talking to me, but I'm also not 100% positive I was the only one in the kitchen. Not an eerie feeling, just perhaps another presence there with us.

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