

I wish we could fly. I think it’d be so lovely to just take-off whenever we felt like it. Then we wouldn’t have those dreams that you’re falling and you land in your bed as you wake up with a jolt – we could simply just stretch our arms and fly! At the same time, it’d be pretty annoying with the whole human race flying around your bedroom windows. I guess we can’t have it all, can we?!
Today was a nice, quiet day. I’m going to do heaps of cleaning tonight as well as some laundry which is always a big groan. Especially since we have one radiator to dry on and the last time I used that wretched washing machine, the top came out sopping wet with water dripping all over the floor. I think it’s out to get me. The washing machine, not the top.
I can’t stop looking into buying houses even though I know I’m just dreaming. It’s always wonderful to dream because then I know what I’m aiming for. If we don’t know our goals, how will we ever get anywhere? I know I’m constantly called a dreamer, but in reality I’m really just creating goals. I’m a goal-creator, not just a “dreamer.”
Tomorrow I need to get some practise shots for this project due in next week. Nathan’s been an angel and is really helping me brainstorm and get everything in order. Where on Earth would I be without my forever trusting side-kick? Well, he’s more of the superhero and I’m the side-kick, but I like to think of it this way round for now, it makes me feel like I’m not just a follower. [: Apparently the weather’s going to be good so I can use the Sun for light which is always a plus. Hoorah!
I should probably be off, the cleaning awaits. Now I see why they call it “Spring cleaning.” Groan. I wish I had a hobbit to do it. I’d call them Gwendolyn (because I like that name and it just sounds awesome to say) and she could do all the stuff I didn’t want to, and we’d pay her with ice cream and donuts. I wish, I wish.
Peace out.








