I have always dreamed of a room like this. I sip my morning cup of earl grey from a delicate French blue and eggshell-colored saucer made from the finest bone china while watching the sunrise. I imagine a lazy afternoon lying in my pristine white bed, listening to the melodic rhythm of the ocean mimicking my sleeping pattern. As I fall asleep at night, I see the moon streaming its luminescent rays through the gauzy curtains creating a radiant glow in the room.
And then I remember that I probably will have spilled my tea on the comforter. And my clothes would be hanging on the chair, completely disrupting the harmony of a lack of hue. And when did I acquire a huge, impeccably-designed beach house?
Well a girl can always dream. Here’s to utopian fantasies!
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