I’m going to make a dream journal (or add a page in my scrapbook) with my dream vacation, dream party, dream whatever. Where will most of the pictures come from? Tumblr, of course. And yes, it’s going to be “all out.”
It’s not a “places I must go” or “things I must have” kind of thing. Just something for me to dream about.
If you know me, you know I have an imagination.
Picture of a gorgeous party bus cruising along the—whatever that is? I don’t need that, but it’s nice to imagine (and know that such thing exists).
It’s a little hard for me to find anything romantic. Some things people find romantic, I don’t. Unfortunately, thanks to a certain fictional world, I have asdfghkl; expectations (that’s the best adjective I can think of). But of course, I appreciate every little gesture. But this, this is like nothing I have seen before. I would love to just sit there.
A big, and beautiful, expensive house (or in this case, mansion) by the beach? Sure, it’d be nice to imagine renting it for a few weeks over the summer and having my big family over (or for my wedding *cough*).
But back to my dream journal, I don’t have to have this. It’s just something nice to think about, that’s all. The point of this dream journal is just so I can visually create this other world for myself (if that made any sense) and that’s good enough. The life I’m living now is practically a “luxury” for someone, somewhere else.
I’m satisfied with what I have; I have nothing to complain about (at the moment). I try not to let people spoil me, especially my parents. I actually told them, “let’s save up for my loans!” HAHAHA. I can’t imagine their faces when they find my “dream journal” and wonder what’s running through my mind!