Tuesday, March 04, 2014
You would think I am used to it by now. There would be a great conference; old friends and new friends gathered; we chatted; we laughed; we had a phenomenal time. Then the school bell rang, and everyone headed home. Only in the adult world, home meant different parts of the world.
How I wish we all live in one small town, where we get to simply hang out, and read books, and do creative works, and watch Doctor Who. How I wish I could just walk across the street and knock on their doors, and instead of borrowing salt, I would be borrowing art supplies. And then we'll all just chill in the nearby library.
Ah, well. That's a dream, and it's a nice one. :)
Posted by Maple Lam Categories: musing