There are times I wish I could start afresh in a new environment where no one knows me and vice-versa. I would be the person I have always wanted to be: Accountable only to myself, lazy, less of an over-thinker, etc. I wouldn’t care about socialising either – making new friends would mean I’ll have to conform to social norms again, which defeats the purpose of remaining anonymous.
Ideally, I would spend my days chilling at a lake with a fat, stumpy corgi in tow. This lake would be set against the stunning backdrop of snowcapped mountains too. I would never tire of it, I swear. Maybe I’ll try my hand at painting.
I wouldn’t work either; I’ll have enough to support myself comfortably (and my corgi) for the rest of my life. I don’t have to be rich, you know, because I know I am terrible at making astute financial decisions. On days when I’m at home, I would while my day away watching baking videos, especially those on macarons. I don’t bake, and neither do I like the taste of macarons, but there is something immensely satisfying about perfect macaron shells.
Perhaps I’ll cook, too. But because I’ll be a full-time sloth, I’d probably cook a one-pot meal that can last for a week. Buzzfeed Food has a library of recipes, by the way.
Tomorrow will be a better day.
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