waking up to the sounds of the beach waves crashing agains the rocks seagulls crying outside of the window in search of food two or three windows open to let the breeze of salty air wake me up taking a long hot shower complete with a white day dress and some toast and eggs for breakfast with some nutella bread taking a stroll down a rock pavement with an open martket on both my sides buying anything that i like with my woven basket and go home and snuggle in my comfy chair by the window with a good book.
Happiness is a perfume you can not pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself <3
Waking up silently at 5 AM, wasting the time in front of screens until I leave for school. Not a fantasy school, my real school. My school is an alternative program called City School, which has a few more field trips, more independant study, more art focus, and it's a true community between three grades; everyone's friend's with everyone and everyone's enjoying school. During the day, I do some school work and a bunch of writing, and eventually the day comes to its close and I go home, to quietly enjoy some TV.
THAT'S you perfect day, Howler? Isn't that a regular school day? Yes. And every one of them is always perfect and a little different somewhere in the middle.
And I'd much rather be in that than in this of boring purgatory of summer.
"I'm fearless in my heart They will always see that in my eyes I am the passion, I am the warfare I will never stop Always constant, Accurate, Intense" "The Audience is Listening", by Steve Vai
