10 September 2011

someday it is nice to have imagination

somedays it is nice to just imagine what i might be doing (you know other than what i really am doing)

i would like to open a door like this and wander into a very simple room with sweet flowers on the table and nice bottle of something bubbly, a stool with a guitar player off in the corner (playing every song i have ever been moved by) as i move around the room i am surrounded by all the people who love me most.

we will all set out on a journey through the country side and make discoveries of hidden paths, new scents and foods to taste, much laughter.

i am pretty sure that this could all come true behind this door of blushed age.

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