Someday I will have my own place. My world won’t be confined to my room. I will stumble sleepily through the house in the morning, opening the blinds. I will sit out in the backyard and look at the stars. I will go out whenever I want to. I will survive long enough to have that.
For anyone yearning for this, i just want you to know it’s so lovely when it happens. You will come home and feel relief because it is a safe place. You will actually feel at home. You will decorate it with things that make you happy and cook meals for people who love you and play your favorite music whenever you choose. You will have a life there but you will also have a life beyond it. It will be yours. You will make it yourself.
This morning i went up to my rooftop and watched the sun rise over the city. i ate breakfast at my little table. The window is open and i need to do the dishes today but nobody is yelling at me about it. i am happy here. It’s so beautiful. It will be so beautiful.
