Shhh I am manifesting. 😌
I may not be there physically, but mentally I am in my cozy bookstore+cafe (that I started as a dare and against all odds became super successful) and I'm reading poetry that isn't depressing (as poetry often is) and I'm waiting for a customer to pay me but they've forgotten their wallet at home. 'Keep it' I say; "I'm wealthy as faaak.' My bookstore cafe is located in a small coastal town full of readers and coffee enthusiasts, you know, the kind that goes for boujee latte art classes in their free time. With time we get sick of each other and move to the city only to have our descendants end up back in town for the sequel, to turn the town around after it has been deserted for years. But at the end of the day, I frolic around town and end up at the beach after a long day of giving away books for free. 😌
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