I have an all glass roof on my top floor in a side room (Was a closet, but paid a builder group to extended it into a nice long room going over my back deck) of my cabin and it has this great mountain range view, but I have plants in there right now and it's messy, but if I clean it out than it would be all "Luxury styled". I have a guy coming to re-do the floor to a marble finish next week so I probably will have to clean out that room. Dang, more work for me.
Besides that room in my house there is a nice place down by a lake that's down my driveway, I drive my golf cart to it. It has a large covered dock, and when the sunrise comes up everything looks nice, but in the mornings I would rather not go upstairs or outside to the lake because bugs take over my food, coffee, and face!
I would just go make my coffee and only stand around staring at this new picture my cousin brought over for me to hang up. He gave me some real "junk" and I always think "Dude, why did I hang that picture up". It's some old man that is my great great? I don't even know if that's true, but oh well. It's the "only" picture on my wall in the entire house. I guess it couldn't get any worse than that. If I was to get married, dude, this place would change. After getting here I learned that everything get's boring, and when I say boring I mean reality. What a boring life right?
Coffee to me reminds me what a gay life I live in this wonderful world that we call home.