Hidden Sanctuary

I often find myself imagining a cozy little cabin tucked away in a quiet forest, where I can just escape from all the chaos of everyday life.
Sometimes I dream about playing house there, pretending to be happy and free.
It’s silly but comforting, like a brief moment of peace in my hectic routine.
No matter how tired I feel or how many interviews I bombed that day, that tiny cabin always feels so real in my mind—my secret refuge from reality’s cold grip.