If I were to paint a picture of bliss it might look something like this: Crisp fish 'n chips served on a newspaper placemat, classic blue and white china with depictions of homey cottages, farms and orchards, a bright red phone booth that makes me think of rainy streets and a simpler old-fashioned way of living, skinny alleyways crowded with shops, each adorned by baskets of flowers, striped awnings, and architecture I only wish I saw more of in the US, a mug that reads "Once Upon a time", steaming with hot chocolate, sitting inside the Writer's Stop with my leather-bound journal, a pen, and good book, looking out at the eiffel tower as the sun sets, and the night life stirs in the warm breeze of summer. Basically, the world showcase in Epcot. My corner of Disney. And whose to say I can't make it my corner of life?
One day I'll fulfill those crazy writer dreams. Ya know, those ones I haven't quite pinned down yet. Till then, I'll sit at my cluttered desk listening to the gurgling of the filter in my fish tank and the click of the keys as I type another blog post, looking out on the trees in front of my window, wishing job applications were done and over, snacking on Minnie Wheats, dreaming of the day when I can talk as excitedly about my career as I can about spending a week with the family in Disney World. Which was a blast.
Candidly,
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