A few nights ago, FP told me that he had a wonderful dream of us being in a nice, big glass house overlooking a beach.
Doesn’t matter that very shortly into the dream, we witnessed people dying while surfing due to a tsunami. Or that a second tsunami (as big as the one in The Day After Tomorrow) hit our perfect house, but somehow, it remained intact. Or that because of this tsunami, strangers flooded into our pretty house – though we don’t know how they got in as we didn’t open the door for them.
I digress. My boyfriend is imaginative even in his dreams, lol.
I’ve always loved beach houses (and Lake House-s , hello Keanu) and to have it in glass would be pure heaven. Why? Because I adore huge windows at any rate. It gives a sense of spaciousness, and to me space is very important.
(I’m slightly claustrophonic, and perhaps because I’m an only child, I have never really gotten used to the idea of sharing any kind of space)
Imagine perfect rays of golden sun streaming through the glass windows.
Image taken from TimeLookingAround
Isn’t it the most serene thing you ever did see? Ok so that couldn’t possibly be a beach house. But it is a glass house, and glass houses are perfect. Ok here’s one that can pass off as a beach house:
Image taken from Cubeme
Isn’t it utter bliss?
I want to live in a beach glass house now. So that I can have the perfect view for sunrise and/or sunsets.
What a perfect way to start and end your day, don’t you think?