i want to be able to walk outside in a light shirt and a cardigan and a cute pair of shorts – and in nice shoes that aren’t ugly or clunky or gross.
i want to be able to roam the streets of montreal in sunlight and warmth – to eventually find a little cafe on some hidden street and sit outside with a good book and an ice cappuccino.
i want there to be flowers and grass and leaves, and i want to see people smiling, studying on the field or underneath the shade of giving trees.
wanting to stay indoors is getting so tiresome.
i want to feel alive.