city living

in the past six months i daydream about loft apartments and danish furniture.

miniature vegetable gardens bursting from pots on the balcony and simple kitchens with open shelves. year-round farmers markets with fresh cheeses, home-cooked biscuits, armfuls of flowers and canvas totes for the groceries. i daydream about community gardens and dog parks and happy hours.

four years ago i just wanted out. and a house to call my own.
i've been enjoying both for three years this july.

it made me worried when my thoughts started wandering.
it felt like i cheating on the dream that i'd achieved for myself.

my perspective is changing. i'm starting to see this as a good thing. growth, movement, change. sometimes i forget that i'm still young.

i love having space of my own, the house and garden are a great comfort.
but i will be glad to move on to something different.