A little bit of perfection.

When I saw this picture, I couldn't stop staring.

I can see myself spending hours in that bed.  

I will surround it with books, enjoying the light it's flooded in.  

I can imagine smelling the scent of sweet jasmine drifting in through the glass doors which opens onto the big, lush garden.

And when night falls, I would open the doors even further and listen to the sound of crickets and the people I love having a conversation outside in the cool evening air.

I'd slowly fall asleep and dream of fireflies, cherry trees and a never-ending happy, dreamy summer.

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