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Friday, June 6, 2014

Daydreaming again.

I wanna live in a blue and white coloured wooden beach house with a large porch, with one of those big swings you can sit on to look out to the ocean. On those swings, there will be white cushions and probably cans of coke left behind from the night before. There will be lots of baby cactuses all around and they won't die in my hands, cause well, they are cactuses for a reason. And it would make me happy that they survived cause I would like to believe its cause I took good care of them though everyone probably knows why. And I would have a crazy lover? Should I call him lover? Well, cause the term boyfriend tends to lead too much heartbreaks and complications. So yes, lover though it sounds kinda sleazy but definitely not. I'll have lots of dogs, or maybe just one. So I ll focus all my attention on him. And we'll go play in the ocean together with the waves and I ll overcome my stupid fear of stepping on sand beds. The dog will have dinner with us, both good and terrible dinners, and sleep with us in bed. My lover and I will take turns to cook terrible dishes for each other and argue over who does the dishes but hopefully he'll let me win but I'll feel bad and help out. I'll know each and every corner of the house. Every item handpicked by us, with a story behind. Then every night we'll sit by the porch, huddled together in my blanky and talk about everything, anything. And I'll probably be able to recognise more constellations by then. 

Sigh, daydreaming again. Me and my ideas. 

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