Someday

I want to live in a small apartment on my own. With brick walls and wood floors and circular furniture with a feminine feel. I want to take art classes although I’m the shittiest artist ever. I want to have blind dates with coffee and croissants. I want to live life simple and be comfortable with my life. I want to have a good job that helps me keep myself on my feet. I don’t really have any desire to go to college; to major or minor in anything. College isn’t for me honestly. I want to find someone that I can connect with, someone to cuddle with in the light of dozens of candles when the power goes out in a storm. I want someone who will watch Disney movies with me on the couch while I slowly doze off in their lap. And maybe every once and a while when that monthly happening rolls around, wake up to a box of chocolates on the kitchen counter. I want to be loved unconditionally but I won’t chase you for it. I won’t hopelessly plea for someone that doesn’t see my worth. I want to have small gatherings with my closest friends. I don’t have to see them everyday because I know that they’ll have lives of their own to get to. Just every so often get together and make sure their okay. I just want simplicity. I don’t want to have to struggle the way my parents do financially and I don’t want to worry about keeping food on the table and a roof over my head. But most of all, I just want to be secure.