I want to create a world for lost children. A place where we can sip on sugary lemon drinks, and dip our feet into oceans of sugar and wear velvet everyday, and cover ourselves in lace before we go to sleep. A place with fox masks and skittering mice, and accordion music and owls. A place where a raccoon is my best friend, and this raccoon and I travel the world together, until we feel tired, that's when we slip down into the ground, into a burrow and cuddle together until we feel the sun peeking through cracks in the dirt. I want to create a world where nostalgia is gone for good, because we are always children. always. always. always. Things aren't difficult, but they aren't easy. We don't feel bored, because there's enough work to go around, and we are always able to pretend the floor is lava, and jump from rock to rock, waiting for the magma to cool. I want to live in this dream world, where I am a wilder child, and the wind is my friend, and the ocean my mother, and the earth my father's brother. I want to live there, and breathe there, and die there.