i would live in a house shaped like a triangle on the beach...somewhere warm and happy. where children laugh and adults giggle and the air smells like warm cinnamon cookies baking in the oven.
and you would come over for simple lunches. and we would chat for hours while watching the sea and the waves dancing. the salt would make our hair wild and wooly and we would laugh belly laughs that made our sides ache.
then after sunset, we would go to the carnival and ride the merry-go-round until we were dizzy. we would sup on wonderful foods and eat with our fingers - never spilling a drop or worrying about being messy. carnivals are know for that kind of thing you know.
after the carnival we take a walk on the beach. there we could stare at the stars, wish on shooting stars and solve the world's problems. there would be peace and understanding - and somehow we would figure out how to feed the starving children and make mosquitoes turn into butterflies. because the world definitely needs more butterflies.
then, when we are tired, we would slip into cotton sheets and sleep sweet dreams of happy places and wonderful things.
the life of simple joys, no worries, and plenty of love is for me - the rest is gravy on my potatoes.