I have a huge habit of getting ahead of myself and getting overly excited about things when I know deep down I should really just focus on taking each day as it comes.
Lately that's been rather difficult. Lots of things have been changing, the end of one chapter and the beginning of another archetypal sort of experience. As a result, I've been able to blast off into the future and start planning things I shouldn't be planning. For example... today while at work I was smelling a red peony scented floating candle. I then spent the next 10 minutes imagining a bathroom for my big old victorian style cottage that I have also dreamed about.
It was stark white, and quite large with cherry red accents everywhere. Art on the walls of red hydrangeas, red roses and red peonies. It had a big window on the far wall that looked over a big green field, a pond and a garden. The sink was one of those cool ones with the bowl on the top of the counter which was a dark brown chestnut colour. The bath tub was in the middle of the bathroom, with the shower coming out of the ceiling. It was an old bath tub, the ones with the feet. It was a big circle tub where you could lay in it and feel like you were floating in a lake, or have room for more than just you.
It's annoying a lot of the time having overwhelming hopes, dreams and ambitions.
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