once again, sorry for all the porch pictures
i dunno… its just this thing with my mom wanting me to grow up and move out so fast
i’m only 18.
she’s old fashioned she thinks i’m going to get settled down when i’m like 20.
i want to travel , live in more than one place.
i have too many hobbies and interests, i need opportunities to express it all out and get it out of my system.
meet people along the way, experience a little bit of everything, all of that.
but i also have dreams of my permanent home.
it’s going to be perfect.
probably going to find it in canada or any other place in the world that sounds and looks exactly like this:
green.
no seriously, home should be a place of greenery amongst all the dirt and greys we see daily out in the city.
there is actually a study that shows looking at very green luscious grass.
thats why my back porch is going to be a green field of some sort that trails off into a small forest. i’m probably going to have a miniature green house to grow my own produce and save money. i’ll also grow herbs and study plant medicine. a porch with big open windows where i’m able to see the sky so vastly. like in those photos.
possibly have a lake somewhere nearby, and i walk to the forest anytime i want, its just a mile or so away. some parts of the forests are very wild and almost untainted by humans. i can pick my mushrooms and berries there (shut up i’ve done it before i know what im talking about. you’ve never had my freshly made berry pie)
and some parts of the forest may have been touched by human construction with only minor changes though, such as a small road to circle around a park scattered in gardens and bridges. like a resovior for people to walk in and enjoy. birds of many will live there because people will drop bread crumbs once in awhile but no one litters.
the front porch will face a dark cemented road or a long driveway out to the road. houses aren’t spaced miles apart but they aren’t super tight and close together either.
lots of trees by the sidewalks so that leave’s shadows leave sun kisses.
and just about 2-3 miles down from where i’ll live, there will be a small townsy area with old brick buildings but modern stores.
trust me i don’t wanna live in the middle of the woods.
there will be an organic icecream shop around the corner, an organic supermarket/farm market, a starbucks, an anthropologie or gap store.
a mediterranean grill joint and other cultural food places owned by families. cuban too mmm<3
a pharmacy. a vintage book store. and a physical therapy office where i’ll be working. (or maybe if modeling makes me rich i don’t have to work by this time ha!) all that you need in a very well-kept, cute ass town.
the town will hold festivals too! its friendly as hell!
cherry blossom festivals, fire works, all that.
and the further you go down the more modern the are gets.
and i’d be 30-40min away from a bigger city with skyscrapers n shit when i wanna go visit apple or a giant ass ikea to make my house look even cooler.
or maybe to go see a museum or fashion show.
what if i wanna go to the shore?
totally possible. not a problem. sure its not a florida beach but its a little shoreline in the opposite direction of the city, also about an hour away.
there will be a train that’ll take me there if i wanted to take the train. the same train can take you to the city. the shore has rocks and and runner’s trail to get that good workout in. a fish market too so i can grill some salmon.
my day is done.
i go back home and enjoy my fresh creamed ice cream for the night and curl up on my back/side porch and read a book or laugh with friends or play with my doberman. wiggle my toes in the grass, say goodnight to the starry sky and go to sleep in my bedroom. i have the option of sleeping on the porch if i really wanted to.
i want this life. i don’t know how i’m going to get there.
maybe i’ll have some company along the way.
someone who has the same dream home idea or wants to be introduced to mine.
maybe a best friend to go on my morning runs with and bake cookies with.
or catch fireflies in my backyard with.
stfu i don’t care if i’m 30 and catching fireflies.
i just really want this. i’m going to do whatever i can to make it happen.
i just gotta stop being so anxious.
