Sometimes I really like to close my eyes and pretend like I'm somewhere else. Like my life has fastforwarded to the time when everything is sound. Realistically, I know that there will always be issues and such, but I'm really looking forward to the day when I'm no longer a student, when I have my own home shared with someone that I love, when I'm finally taking an active role in the passions that I have, when I have a dog big enough to cuddle with on my own couch, when I can sit in comfortable silence reading a book, when I can enjoy a chocolate while watching the flames of a wood-burning fire, when I can bake homemade bread in my own kitchen, when I can walk outside to a garden filled with flowers planted my friends and family, when, when, when...
But I'm not there now. I'm here.
And despite my rant, I am still ever-content. My life is swell, and the One directing it is even Sweller.
Sidenote: I don't understand the attraction to 'going out' and drinking and dressing skanky etcetera. I am much more content in the comfort of my own bedroom with cuppa and a book and lazy tunes flowing out of my macbook.
Anyways, just saying. It's just on my mind.
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