Ok, some day I will get married.
Perhaps have kids.
I don’t know, stop asking me questions.
But I imagine this life will take place in a quaint apartment like the one above.
Hundreds of years old, modest, balcony. Echoing vistas. I pluck nylon string guitars in a Baroque / Cuban style.
Our sex life only gets better and better.
We all have a fantasy that is so hard to wake up from.