Monday, September 6, 2010

Dream House

I call this one dreamhouse. Somewhat derived from my agoraphobia, I yearn to distance myself from the civilized world. Don't get me wrong, it's nothing personal. In fact, if I could choose you'd come with me, and we'd sing campfire songs together every night and skinny dip under the starlight. But it's the rest of the humans that I'd like to be separated from by a big body of water. Of course, you're more than welcome to visit whenever you wish. Just park your canoe beside mine and knock thrice. I'll have hot coffee and toast waiting.