
How I wish I could live in a house of my own.
Alone. Quiet. Peaceful. Calm.
With noone to nag at me.
With no chores for me to do for, but my own.
With no mess for me to clear after them.
With noone to tell me what to do.
With noone to scold me for what I'm doing.
It just sucks where I am.
And this always drive me back.
Back to my deeply wished for fantasy.
The fantasy I've forgotten for many months.
But this is, the reality.