All right. I’ve spent quite some time pondering about this whole thing with how I live, and how I want to live. There’s a difference. One of the tricky things when you realize there are no limits to what you can have – at least my mind goes totally blank. The very interesting question arises – what the hell do I want? Really?
Today when I was out walking my dog, all of a sudden I got an image inside my head. A road barrier, on a gravelled road rather deep in the forest. Behind my back, there was a little cottage made of red bricks. But it all began with that road barrier – that’s what I saw inside my head. I didn’t really see the cottage, but I knew it was there. How weird is that?
And it’s in a coniferous forest, which I really, really like!
Can you imagine – there’s a cottage made of old, red bricks, in the forest, somewhere fairly close by – just waiting for me to move in!
I have no idea of what it looks like on the inside yet, but surely that’ll come to me as well. But it’ll fit me and my pets perfectly, and most likely one or two more dogs. I’ll even be able to have my garden for the cats there!
I have no idea of exactly where this is. I just think it’s fairly close-by. Close enough so I can still hang out with people I know and like, and close enough so it’s easy to go shopping for groceries and stuff like that. And yet, far enough to live with no neighbours, which is something that I really like.
Now; this is going to be so bloody exciting. It’s like the dream I’ve had about living in a caravan – only this’ll be bigger. But equally close to nature, equally raw nature. And no real garden, just nature outside my door.
And a cosy, yet cool inside of the house. It’ll fit perfectly for my hobbies, and maybe even some space for guests who wants to stay over night.
And although it’s in the forest, it’ll be easy access, even in winter.
It’s going to be so bloody perfect. ♥
I must admit that I feel overly grateful for this view and idea of my in-near-future-home.