L'Avenir

"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams" ~ Eleanor Roosevelt

One day I'd like to live on the shore-front in Greece, in a white washed house with multicoloured doors and windows. I'd like to be married and have a couple half-Greek children to home for when they come home from school and they can teach me what was unveiled to them.

One day I'd like to be a free-living, bohemian traveller, with messy hair and crazy clothes. I'd live with what was in my bag and spend my time in picturesque fields, watching sunrises and sunsets with my closest friends and feeling completely at peace with the world.

One day I'd like to be an artist, living in a small apartment Montmartre in Paris, with a view from my bedroom window of the square where life goes on at a steady pace. I could watch the old, crinkled men with their berets and paintbrushes, and sometimes join them for a chat on the dastardly current affairs of the world.

One day I'd like to live as a count'y bumpkin in a hidden-away cottage that has delicate flowers covering the brickwork. I would have a horse or two, who I could ride most days and teach my children to ride, once big enough. The cottage would have captivating views from every window of the enchanting countryside and I would have days free to just ramble and take the most beautiful photos. Most days, you would be able to smell the gorgeous smells of home baking and on Sundays, the exciting scent of a chicken in the oven and the parsnips and potatoes (that we've grown ourselves!) roasting. Even though the nearest village would be a fifteen minute drive away, it would be worth it, because it meant that we could live in this place close to heaven.

I want a happy future, wherever I end up.