What would my dream life look like? A lot of kids say this:
I wanna go to college.
I wanna get married.
I wanna have babies.
I wanna die in my sleep.
How boring! This is my dream life.
I graduate high school and get into mischief. Not anything immoral or illegal, but the kind of adventures that make people's jaws drop and say "Wait, you didn't REALLY do that, did you?!" Dying my hair completely blue and wearing tacky Goodwill shorts and being thin and wild and crazy. That's how I'd graduate. I'd hop in my car, which is thus far imaginary, with its back plastered with bumper stickers. I'd crank up my radio full blast to "Fight for Your Right" and drive off with all my friends drinking energy drinks, screeching with laughter and headed to wherever the wind takes us.
I go to college and read books that stuff whatever dorm space I have. I go on weekly random quests with a group of friends who seem to have jumped out of the pages of a John Green novel. I learn stuff, sure, but the time goes quickly so I can do what I really want.
I do get married. With the big dream wedding I've had in my head since I was thirteen. Everything is perfect, and if not, the little hitches are the kind that make my sides hurt from laughter. It would only be described as magical. Something people think about in the quiet moments of their lives.
But what I really want is a bookstore. Full of dusty and new books. Beloved paperbacks and treasured hardbacks lining the walls and smiling down at the eager customers hunting for them below. Music that strikes my mood playing over speakers as booklovers unite in my own little piece of heaven. Today I finally thought of the name I would pick for it. It would be "The Henry Bemis" after the famous Twilight Zone episode "Time Enough At Last". You'll just have to watch it.
There would be a coffee bar which my dad could most definitely run easily. (He's a coffee maniac.) I'd also serve muffins and ice cream. I'd have used Bibles tucked in a special shelf that would say "Please take free of charge. I'd rather lose a book than lose a soul." and "If not to take, please highlight a special passage you have in mind for the one who will take this later."
Then I would let people buy a song on iTunes to play over the speakers if they had one stuck in their head. They would donate $2, one for the song and one for charity.
I'd have specials on random book subjects, such as "Distopian Novel Day" and "Cheesy Romance Thursdays" and discount randomly, such as, "50% Off Anyone Who Can Quote a Poem by Heart".
It would be absolutely lovely. <3 Absolutely.
It sounds absoutely lovely too!!
ReplyDeleteabsolutely!! Lost my 'l'!!
DeleteI agree with you. I can't believe how many people actually want a boring life. IT SUCKS. Right now, I'm working in a law firm in Tulsa (just for May) and it's not fun in the slightest. It's boring and I get paper cuts ALL THE TIME. I don't want to die in my sleep. When I leave this world, it will be the best exit since Elvis left the building. I will go out with a bang.
ReplyDeleteI am, surprisingly, feeling this strange urge. I want to be married and have a baby - something I NEVER wanted in high school. Or growing up for that matter.
When you get that bookstore, call me up. I'll live in your attic(: