Cnr. Heaven & My Imagination Blvds.
From: Miss Azra
Not Quite Dante's Inferno Str.
I like you.
You’re my little haven. The one place I can call home. You allow me to bitch and moan and whine and laugh at my leisure. Your world is the epitome of perfection.
There are no wars or injustices. There are no eggs.
In The Promised Land there are no insecure, greedy, hypocritical, transparent, pathological lying, ego-tripping, attention-seeking, power hungry scavengers lurking on every corner.
There is no need to iron our clothing. Ever.
There is no stress or sorrow. My hair is always nice and glossy and never goes home.
There are no queues, traffic or tax laws. And the stapler and printer ALWAYS work… no frustrating jams.
There are no Cultural, Social or Political divisions and constraints.
There are no scars or stretch marks. And no plumbing emergencies.
There are no hidden agendas.
Instead, there’s Peace. Comfort. Love. Hope.
Everyone is Equal. And Pretty.
There are Nutella waffles for breakfast. Laughter for Lunch.
There’s Fun and Adventure. And I don’t ever have to go to the gym.
There is Freedom. Freedom from oppressors, tyrants and dictators. Freedom from Evil. Freedom from Want.
There are endless possibilities. And unlimited bandwidth.
There is beauty in everything.
Life is a game and we’re always winning…
Yes. I like you. And I think I shall reside here permanently.
So much going on at the moment. So much I need to do. So much I want to say... all in good time.