A long time ago when I was younger and I had first watched Cowboy bebop (my all time fav anime...well its up there in the top five), I don't know why but I imagined this wonderful house in my head. It wasn't a large house and it wasn't a glamorous house. But it was the most wonderful house I had ever seen...in my head...
It was just a simple one story house. All around it was a beautiful white beach and calm waves. It was always sunny there which for me is strange cause I hate the sun but there it looked beautiful and it wasn't even hot. It is a plain white house on a platform that makes a nice veranda all around the house. All the window shutters are open and there are no bugs to worry about.
When you walk in there is a simple living room set, at tan couch set with red pillows. A book case filled with books of no important topic. A small tv with a crooked antenna on top of what should be the coffee table. A kitchen is diagonal to the right of the front door behind the living room. For some reason the sun always shines brightest there. The kitchen has yellow walls but the cabinets are all white as is the stove, fridge, and table set. There is a white book case behind the table and this is important. It was the first thing I saw when I saw this house in my head. On the book case there is a glass cup filled with stones and a tall sun flower leaning towards the screen door next to it.
In the back there is a hall that has one door on the left and one door on the right. In the door to the left is a bathroom which is decked out with blue. Light blue tiles on the floor and dark blue on the walls. The tub is white but the curtain is blue with fishes on the bottom. The toilet is also white but with blue fuzzy trim on the back and a blue fuzzy floor mat in front of it. The sink is of course cluttered with my tooth brush and tooth paste and eye liner and mouth wash. The medicine cabinet above the sink is undoubtedly empty.
The door across from the bathroom is of course to my room. It is again a simple room. Beige carpet, white walls, white iron bed frame in spiral shapes and light shining in on the white bedding that seems to make the whole room glow. A white dresser to the left of my bed and a table to the right. The table seems to hold the only link to the outside world with a laptop on it and a white fuzzy chair pulled out from previous use.
Out side is nothing more than a little folding chair and a umbrella stand. There is a small end table next to the folding chair with a cup of lemonade on it and a bowl full of panda express's orange chicken.
The orange chicken piece I recently added just a month ago. It was only last month that I began to think of this house again. It had been years since I last thought of it. My mother was making me listen to some of her music, as she tends to do around wednesday or sunday, and she came across this song Aguas de Marco. Once I heard the first few notes I felt like I was back at that house. Staring that that cup with the sun flower in it. Feeling a sense of peace that I hadn't felt in a long time.
In my life music has always had this odd way of effecting everything that I do. Its wonderful. I'm so glad I have Aguas de Marco on my mp3 player. It just encourages joy.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rk8JffDaUOY
Aguas de marco
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