I want my own place where I can lounge on my couch and watch old sex and the city re-runs,
where I can lie in my own big bed with no annoying vacuums going off at 8 in the morning,
where whilst lounging on my couch watching sex and the city re-runs I can eat all the cheese I want,
where I can get up in the morning and wear my wooly socks and big t-shirt and not have to worry about judgement from anyone other than my cat/dog,
where I can walk downstairs to my car, drive off to school and sing my butt off all day,
where I have my currently non-existant boyfriend over and spoon all day (because evidently spooning is the best thing ever),
where I can be so stressed about everything, but somehow feel relieved when I come home and know everything will settle down,
and know that I'm somewhat sane.
I hope tomorrow goes well so I can be closer to that cheesy, wonderful dream.
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