northern

I want to sit cross-legged in a room with a carpet and a cat, with stucco walls, listening to Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme in a wistful way not unlike a character in a Wes Anderson film — speaking of which, I remember forgetting to watch Moonrise Kingdom and this reminds me of every failure from the past ~8 months.

I want to be friends with Yoko Ono. I want to be like, "Hey Yoko could you get this for me" on Facebook chat, while sending her pictures of art.

I want to know how it feels like to have every dream come true, including the nightmares. 

I want to be, like, "blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth" every day while making Vietnamese coffee. 

I want to feel holidays, not just have them.