"If my dreams could all come true-paradise would be in a bungalow by the sea."
As I sit here in my igloo, living off of food storage because I refuse to face the frigid air and slick parking lots to go get groceries, I can't help but wish I was sitting in a bungalow by the sea reading a lovely novel as my children play on the beach.
As I stress about sick kids, county reports, and an ACT exam in the horizon, I can't help but look at the horizon in this picture and the little ones standing in front of it with some pining and some nostalgia. A simpler time in a warmer place. Would it be ok if I went back there just for today?
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