maluny

I could live in a cottage. Bake pies wearing a cute apron, one I made myself. Enjoy nature, sitting in the grass, basking in the sun. Wide brimmed hat. The rustling of the leaves in the trees and the grass that grows wild. I could have pets. Maybe a cow, maybe a dog or a cat. A friend to share this peaceful life. I can see it, looking at it with my eyes open. The gleam of the sun setting, petting fur soft against my skin. A bit dirty too. But that's fine, because that's as it's intended to be. I could set up a fire as it gets dark, to get cosy within a blanket. I can hear the crackling of the fire, nature calling back to the wild. The slow t