Write about your dream home.

It’s waking up to the sunlight coming through my bedroom window.

To making my bed, taking a walk around the house to each room drawing curtains, cleaning where I can and settling down to breakfast later on.

This house is not mine, I pay rent at the end of every month to someone else, yet each moment I spend here feels like heaven.

For this is how I dream of my own space, it being a place of comfort and solace and secure, until then I strive to have a little bit of heaven right here.