If I had to dream of my perfect world, it would definitely be on a tropical island that never had any nights. It would be sunny with clear skies twenty-four seven. It would never rain and never get dark. Bridget, Angel, Jack, Ben, and Jillian would be welcome to come to the island too. I would be able to wear bikinis without having to worry about any bruises showing. The water would be mild and clear. We could swim all day and get a sun-kissed tan.

Since it would never get dark, there would be no evenings, but we would turn into a beach house for our meals. We would eat sandwiches and brownies in the house. We would bring lemonade, watermelon, and pineapple to eat on the beach. The drinks would have ice cubes that would never melt from the sun. The fruit would always be fresh and juicy.

There would be no violence and no sex in this world. Hugs would be allowed, and possibly kisses, but only if they were wanted by the girl. All guys would be gentlemen. They would open the beach house doors for the ladies to go in first. They would make sandwiches instead of the ladies working in the kitchen. There would be no gender roles and no sadness.

In my dream world the days would be filled with laughter and joy.