I believe in a God who is sovereign, which means that I am certain that I was born in the right time and the right family (amongst other things).
Weeks spent living in an old manor house in the heart of the beautiful Lake District, enjoying beautiful views from the window, and strolling through the wood on the morning walk into town has had me daydreaming, and imagining life if I owned a modest country estate of my very own.
Personally I think I would have done very well at being the lady of the manor.
Nevermind. Life in my flat in the big city is pretty good too.
In summary: back to reality.