I’m going to be in a park with a huge cup of tea, releasing a bag of ladybugs that I had purchased at a plant shop down the road.
I’m going to have a string of days filled with laughs and friends, with out a single soul drowning me in their sorrows.
I’m going to go on long hikes, have conversations about self improvement, have days where I feel like I may die of starvation, solely so I can cleanse myself.
Maybe I’ll have a pet.. A cat.
Someday, I’m going to worry more about my own emotional well being than others’, and I’m going to actually listen to my own mind. I’m going to meditate and breathe, do the things I used to love. Maybe you could do them with me.
I’m going to finger paint. Well, I will try but eventually all of the colors will end up smeared across your face and clothes. But you won’t mind, you’ll just laugh.
I’m going to look at the face parallel to mine and see a reflection of myself beaming from the eyes. I’m going to hear my thoughts echoed in their voice. I’m going to feel a sense of security and trust that I never have.
Someday, we’re going to move far away, somewhere where there are trees, and we’re going to constantly talk about how we wish we would have met sooner.
Tonight I drove home with a huge sweater on, the heat in my car on, and my windows cracked for a little cold air.
I think that my soul is legitimately happier in the fall and winter.
I’m an arctic fox at heart.
Look up arctic fox on google image, they’re so freaking adorable.
You’re all welcome.