Sunday, September 20

Future Wishes

A whitewashed house
Two stories plus a room in the roof
A wooden veranda on three sides. The front the back and the left hand side
A loveseat swing on the front porch
A little table and two chairs out back
A barbeque around the side
It's on a cliff overlooking the ocean
Stairs lead to the beach
There are rose bushes and lavender and three tall towering trees with dark green leaves that turn orange red and gold in the autumn
There is washing on the hills-hoist out the back. A red dress. A pair of jeans. A white shirt with a missing button
The stairs creak as you climb them for the front door.
The front door is blue. A tarnished knocker in the centre and a doorbell that doesn't work by the side.
There are sandy shoes by the door, piled by the doormat. Joggers and thongs.
The sun shines into the kitchen in the morning. Fresh white light while you eat your breakfast at the kitchen table
The toaster always burns the toast. It doesn't matter what you try
The sugar jar is always empty. If you want sugar in your tea or coffee you get a jellybean. White works best.
There is always music playing. There are speakers in every room controlled by a remote no one can ever find. You often wake up to the music. Someone has put a CD or record on. Yes. There's a record machine and a collection of vinyl.
There's a typewriter in the study. It's never been used and the ribbon is dry.
There is a bedroom in the attic.
Bookcases covering almost every wall space in the attic room. Every shelf full and still more books being bought.
There is a window seat in the roof overlooking the garden and the ocean
The floor is wood but there is a rug spread out. A lovely soft one that you love to lie on.
A teddy bear sits on the bed. The same pug-nosed one you've had since you were 13 or something.
The roof is tin so you hear the rain at night.
The rain is like a beautiful grey fog and the puddles are like mirrors.
There are glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling of the bedroom on the second floor.
The bedroom also has little fairy-lights in the ceiling that look like stars and have a "mood dial".
The room opens up onto a balcony and had full length patio doors across the whole wall so you can see the stars and ocean at night.
There's a rope swing hanging from a tall tree in the front yard

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