A dream to call my own.

Because, I want to open a little store with breads, pastries, sushi, and food all lined up all pretty and delicious. I want to have little cakes in the front behind glass. I want to be able to sell bubble tea, coffee, regular tea. I want to be able to sell frozen yogurts, ice creams, chocolates, candies. I want to sell flavors nobody has ever heard of before, or flavors that aren’t really sold. Maybe like a blue sea salt ice cream. I want to have croquembouches decorating the store, and anyone can take one as a sample. Little secrets printed on the back of cups that customers leave in a sparkling glass bottle I have up front. To be sparkling and smiling, serving people. Laughing and making friends. Making other people happy, having them exclaim over how delicious all the food is, how unique. A little store of magic, with paper cranes hanging from the ceiling. A place that a student could call home. Cushion section in the corner, maybe with some books. Just because, that’s my dream.