Literally I’ve had dreams, two nights in a row, that things are just going okay in my life. Like seriously, I’m not a millionaire and I don’t look like a supermodel. Instead I’m content, getting along with my boyfriend and I smile every so often.
Things shouldn’t be so complicated and tense that I’m dreaming of a mediocre life. I should be dreaming about being famous, flying on a magic carpet, or being rich, or perfect. Instead I just yearn for things to be…normal.