The Post With Talking Animals

Waking up to a bright sun shining morning on the softest goose feather bed and stepping out of my little cottage to my garden of fresh fruits and vegetables. Greeting my neighbouring woodland creatures with a smile. A separate section of my garden would be just for them, to eat or hide or come to rest. There would be a small trail that would lead you a couple of miles through the woods into a small but fruitful town. The blacksmith would be off the main road to the left and the Inn would be to the right sitting next to the bar for when travellers want a hearty drink before bed. A town where everyone knows everyone and are almost always friendly. It would be much like a family, there would of course be squabbles and fights that broke out from time to time but they'd always get solved with a bashful apology and a shake of the hand. there would be great beautiful horses scattered about in the barns of the people who lived in the land. I of course would be whisked off on a great adventure of some kind saving something or someone precious and dear to me. It would be up to me, I would be the foretold or special one with something inside that made me different and able as opposed to the ordinary I am now. I would eventually return home to my lovely little cottage tucked into the woods and live out my days surrounded by those I held dear.

To be honest with you If I could I would live in a fairy tale land where things are black and white and simple. I would live next door to snow white and things like love would actually conquer all. The wicked witch would be defeated by good nature and all the creatures would be clean and friendly. I would live in a Disney world in a heartbeat. Yes, there may be trying times and evil lurking but a hero wielding a sword would make it all OK. Happily ever after would be an actual occurrence instead of a nice concept. A world where everything makes sense for the most part and life is an adventure.

When everyone answers that question that tends to be put into guessing games or writer's prompts. "If you could live anywhere where would it be?" My mind always drifts off to far off places that only exists in the imaginations of the really great minds. I can't help it, they are so appealing because I can't live there. I could up and move to Paris or some remote island if I really wanted to. It would probably ruin my life completely but I could. I couldn’t live in Narnia or Hyrule or any other fantastical world.

Lady Gaga said it best, "I'm half living my life between reality and fantasy at all times."