Far off places

I wanna live where the scenery inspires me, but not in a sad wilting way, but rather where the blossoming flowers sing to the suns morning beams and the birds belt out their afternoon melodies.  Where the crickedy old cottage smells of baked cookies and freshly brewed coffee.  Instead of driving, you walk down the dirt road to enjoy the lush green blowing trees and friendly faces pacing by.  The smell of an old damp bookstore kidnaps you in between the shelves where unbelievable stories are taking place.  An afternoon nap beacons you.  The crisp chill evening air brings a renew to your soul.  And finally the day starts all over again.  Could this be real life, or is it fantasy?

Either way, that’s where I wanna be.

By Christi

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