My Dream
I sit here drinking a warm caramel coffe and eating a muffin. The energy in the bakery is so low that there are barely anyone in here, but you can hear the murmuring from the people who are here. The smell of fresh baked goods fills the whole bakery. I love to write on my breaks, it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside, which puts a smile on my face. Writing makes me happy. I’m not happy with my job or my life, but that’s because I want to be a writer. Writing always calms me down, but being a writer is not easy, I can’t just quit my job and become a writer. I can only write in my free time. I work remotely as a software engineer so I can pretty much work anywhere. which makes it better to write while on my breaks. Today I chose to sit in a corner of this bakery and watch the cars go by at the intersections. I wish it was louder in here, it normally is, I don’t normally come to this bakery on a Wednesday. I wanted to change it up a little and I don’t like it. I hate change, I wish nothing ever changes. Everything alway changes for the worst or for the best, it doesn’t matter life still always changes..