Dreams taste impatient to me. At the moment, anyways… Yesterday, my lover and I visited the most amazing sanctuary two hours north of the city. Rolling hills, water everywhere and animals casually strolling, getting pats and intermittently smiling between grass and hay chomping.
There is a big possibility I might live in this wonderland. I might find out today, maybe early during the week. While my man will be doing his landscaping / carpenter thing, I’ll be telling the whole world about the majestical land in between word-slinging.
People always say what sounds too good to be true is, I don’t believe that. I think the best sounding things are usually the most perfect. I can’t wait to share more more more about this blessing brewing, but I’m doing everything I can to get my chill on in between.
In the instance that this amazing possibility folds, getting as close as I did is a unique, brilliant inspiration. It brought me back to what I should really be doing – creating unforgettable experiences for beaming creatures in the forest.
I love New York City. I’m a country girl. And at heart, I’m Australian. A chance to tuck away in a land of rivers and trees and significantly contribute to bringing joy in many lives… I’m not sure what else I’m supposed to do.
Tick tock tick family. I’m going to go to David’s house to pass the afternoon in a crossed finger style. Knowing yes or no – one way or the other – will change my state.
Here’s to the flavor of dreams…