The prompt yesterday for Holidailies was Your Dream Home.
This is kind of a timely topic, what with my being homeless and all.
My perfect home would be warm, and open, and beautiful, and welcoming. It would be snugly on a cold winters night, and open and airy in the summer.
I have no idea where this place would be. I don’t know if it’s a house or an apartment or what. I don’t know what country it’s in, and I don’t know who lives there with me.
All I know is that people would come over and we would drink tea, and talk, and there would be sunshine.
One Year Ago Today: CAR!