"For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else." - Ralph Waldo EmersonBut the dreamer in me can't wait to escape the natural beauty of my birth place. I had to go to the big city. The thought of living a commuter's life thrilled me. And the prospect of being urbane exhilarated me.
Now, I live in the metropolis. My taste gets a little more gourmet, day by day. My stance becomes a little more defined, everyday. My demeanor changes a little, everyday. My horizon has broadened, a little bit each day.
Yet, some things couldn't just be traded for the skyscrapers of the urban jungle. I catch myself longing for the days where I get a view of a garden or some pretty plants across my window. I want a room with a view.
So, I bought myself a plant. In a small pot. Just like this one.
|i speak to my plant, everyday. just a simple hello. (photo from Google)|
I have this almost obsessive fear of the health hazards of the smog in the metro. I try to compensate my carbon footprint by planting or taking care of small plants in my house and in the office.
|My plant in my office.|
However, I still go home to this nagging feeling that someday I need to be in a better place. It's not so much the aesthetics but the ambiance of a home. I want to recreate my childhood room with a picture window.
|Almost like this. Thanks, Pottery Barn.|
If money were no object, I want a loft.
|Just like this one. Thanks, Google.|
I wish that one day, I'd enjoy that luxury of building my own library. And I get to have that really cozy corner furnished with this beautiful couch.
|My future reading nook. Thanks, Pottery Barn for the inspiration.|
There's no question about it, I want to build a life and family here. And a little semblance of life, as I knew it in the province, with an abundance of greenery.