WordPress Daily Prompt: Describe your ideal week.

The perfect week would find me

nowhere near a phone

in a place where no one knows my name and

it snows late at night and when the sun comes up it’s foggy and cool

and the air smells like burnt sugar.

 

For seven days I would wander the streets with my dog

and sometimes we would stop

so that he could hear someone say

what a good dog he is and they would pat him gently on top of his head.

 

For seven days,  me and my dog would see the world

in all of it’s imperfections and with all of its flaws

and for those seven days it wouldn’t matter how loud the demons and ghosts

that haunt it would howl

for seven magical days.