a month ago i left for my first adventure in europe. i only spent two weeks there exploring any and all ancient sites but i already miss it. in my fantasy, i have a loft on the greek isle of mykonos with a type-writer and a sea view. i wake up, eat greek yogurt, wander the isle and spend the day writing and taking in the view. of course, in reality, mykonos is the island where the rich and fabulous play and spend copious amounts of money. i could afford to live and not work there only in my dreams.
but the sunset pulls me in. and it wants me to stay.
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