going during thanksgiving. i am so excited. i really really want to go. i love it there. i want to live there. i want to own a flat and wake up in the morning with the sunshine streaming through my window so i can see the dust particles float slowly and sparkle over my round bed. i want to get up every morning and walk out of my apartment and be surrounded by all the noise and commotion of new york. To come home from an exotic market and cook something unconventional in a small but convenient kitchen. To hear the taxis on the street and be seconds away from the cutest stores. A floating bubble fireplace that hangs from the middle of the living room. A hardwood floor with a low but modern leather couch. To feel empty but full; for the rooms to be cozy but not over crowded. A huge window that forms one of my walls so i can see the passing crowds. Lights that turn on slightly to create a sensual but real atmosphere. To sit at a mini table in front of my big window, close my eyes, and eat a dinner that melts ever so slowly in my mouth every bite. For a painting full of bright different colors to fill my mouth until i can sense every inch of my skin and body. To open my eyes and see the lights decorating the small and leafless trees. To see the snowflakes whirling from the white clouds in the sky. To by sashimi and feel powerless as i sit and stare at the cars passing by my window. then to top it off with a white chocolate bar that sets off fire crackers in my mouth. To go out on weekdays and weekends to the hottest clubs with my girlfriends and sometimes guy friends. To eat blueberry pie when i am depressed and warm my feet at my black hanging bubble fireplace. To wake up in the morning and be happy about who i am. to stretch, smile, brush my teeth, get dressed, eat cereal for breakfast, and leave with my purse. To walk to work and be greeted by many of my coworkers and know and remember all their names. To have a closet that is almost the size of a regular room that lights up from the back making it look like a display collection at a store. to have a part of my closet only for my shoes. Daisies falling aimlessly across each other in a crystal vase…
