my tomorrow

I would wake up in my house on the beach looking out onto a breezy atlantic ocean. make breakfast with stuart while the pups played on the beach. we would eat it outside. then we would take a bike ride on a quiet and empty road. i would go to the market and invite friends over for dinner. i would spend the afternoon sewing with the sun streaming in and all the windows open and soon dinner guest would pile in laughing and bearing wine. we would eat outside - a feast where everyone would eat to enjoy! - trade stories and secrets. then after everyone left stu and i would read and then fall asleep with the pups at our feet.

basically, simple and fun and with loved ones. i liked to imagine something more possible than the fantastical just because i like to know that one day i can achieve my perfect day.