I'm so far away from the world I want. I want a world of blanket coccoons and honeyed sunshine and dewdrop kisses. A world of purple butterflies and cherry pie and poems that melt on the tongue. A world of cherry trees and goosebumps and watermelon. A world of dancing and sunrises and fresh nail polish. Receiving letters, popsicles, sweet rain, rolling thunder, waves that scrape the sand and crash over seashells. Singing birds and eskimo kisses and grass soft as kitten's fur and lemonade and lovely sore muscles. But like I said, I'm so far away from the world I want.