I sometimes dream of filling empty cupboards with brightly colored bowls and mugs, and rolling out rugs on a living room floor. Living off of the only things I know how to cook, and lounging on a thrift store couch.
I don't think I'd ever want to live alone though. I'd grow too lonely and tired of my own antics. Nobody would stop me from drinking too much coffee or eating too many snack cakes.
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