Walking along the beach, the sun on my hair, and a warm breeze all around, it truly is the life. If only it were true. I’m not at the beach, there are no warm breezes and my hair is usually covered to keep my head warm. That life is only a dream. My dream. The country I live in is cold for 7 months of the year (12 if you ask me but so far nobody has). The thought of going outside all year round, dressed only in t-shirt, shorts, sandals or bare feet makes me giddy with excitement. Warm breezes, sandy beaches and no snow.
Yes that is the life.
And if I looked like the girl in the doodle that wouldn’t be too bad either.