I came to a fork in the road but Landsdowne 109 still was nowhere to be found. I drove a little further and came upon two old colonial style homes that sat side by side. One was a large pale yellow house that sat back about two hundred feet off the road and the other was a large country blue house with red brick shutters that hung by one hinge on the upper windows of the house. The driveway curved up to the right between the two houses, large pin oaks outlined the houses and the grass was high and unmaintained. I drove slowly past the houses looking for numbers, 107, 10.., I was unable to make out the house number on the second house so I drove slowly up the driveway, was it, I thought to myself, could it be 109? I got up closer and saw that indeed, it was 109, chills raced through my body, Landsdowne 109 actually existed but I still could not understand the significance of the dreams that haunted me for so long could this be dejavou I thought to myself? I have often heard that people are reincarnated in life, maybe I have been too and I once lived here, could this be the connection that Landsdowne 109 and I share?