âFantasy is hardly an escape from reality. Itâs a way of understanding it.â
âLloyd Alexanderâ
Ensure you follow me closely here so you don't get lost đ;
This is what I tell anyone trying to get into my fantasy world. But then wishing for things to happen are one of the many attributes we posses as humans, and I use mine all the time to wish and un-wish things into my own fantasy existence. I am an introvert, so yes, I am very comfortable and always happy to be in my fantasy world, not because it escapes me from the world, but because it is my mood factor. When I'm sad in my fantasy, I'm sad in real life and vice versa. But then it's my fantasy and I control the mood in there. When it comes to my perfect January first, OMG, the picture is just so clear, bright, exciting and romantic đ. Don't mind me, it's my fantasy so I can choose to be naughty right... Lol.
MY PERFECT JANUARY 1ST.
My perfect January 1st will be preferably spent with NOT my immediate family, not that I don't want to spend it with them, but because I will prefer to spend January second announcing my engagement to my family.
So I imagine that before January definitely there is this is this girl I love so much and now convinced beyond every reasonable doubt that she's the one. I can imagine planning the entire engagement concept in a place she likes. I wish the place wouldn't be too crowded, and even if it is, I wish there is money to buy it up for a day. (So many I wish already 𤌠now it's getting boring to me, so let me just say it as it is in my head)
I call her up for a dinner date, she feels it's the normal usuals, but then she begin to get that butterfly feeling knowing the venue will be in a place she loves very much. And I'm like we are not staying long here, we just going to get a bite talk and go and then she suddenly starts feeling sad I brought her to a place where she loves on the first day of the year and I don't even plan on making it special for her... You know that feeling right
But then after spending a little time there I'm like it's time to go, and she's like no I'm not ready to go. Me being me would get up and start leaving, and then she's like I ain't caring and all that stuff, trying to catch up with me and then I suddenly stop and start going back. There and then she's wondering what is going on, I tell her I dropped my car keys and pretend to be looking for it on the floor I suddenly see a light and ask her what is that only for her to look up and see the magic words written with lights. WILL YOU MARRY ME
OMG I'm already getting goosebumps just writing about it. But at the same time feeling kind of embarrassed writing this here, but then it's my fantasy of a perfect January 1st, not that there is a lady of such right now, a wish is just a wish here.
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