Fifty People, One Question

Where would you wish to wake up tomorrow?
“Anywhere. I have no idea. I’ve got a shit answer, I don’t wanna say it. I’m on the spot now. You couldn’t ask another one, could you? My answer was shit, it was just my girlfriend’s bed.”

Me, my dream is to wake up in London, smelling the coffee, look outside the window and see the snow falling down. Then I close my eyes for a second and smile, thinking how beautiful life is. And to have someone to share that with me.

So what’s your story?

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