Road-no.5

Disclaimer-----I wrote this really long ago, it was supposed to be an uni essay(I changed my mind, too creative this is). In an alternate universe, I'd want to own a lantern shop.  I'd want my shop to have a blue wooden door, a bench right in the middle on the inside, and aisles and aisles of lanterns of all shapes and sizes surrounding it, and my lanterns a material that feels like a soft hug when held. The air must smell faintly of red sandalwood, with hints of jasmine, and the space is to be solely illuminated by a grand chandelier. I'd want vines and creepers to be the exterior of my store, maintaining a perfect balance. I'd like my store to be in the heart of New York City. The city of dreams, they call it. I'd want my store to be the quiet in a city that never sleeps. The three seconds of peace and quiet that we all who chase dreams need. I'd have a lantern for a visitor of every kind, a lonely traveller, a kid chasing fireflies, a seventeen-year-old who f...