Dreams
So, I do my best not to dream about the future. It leads to hope which lets face it the pattern of my life hope finds a way of being dashed. But as exercise in ah... creativity I was thinkin' about what I'd like my life to be like. Now this isn't "If I had a billion dollars I'd..." which would be a completely different list involving hiring my
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I'm quite bored here, I'd like to move to America at least for a while and live on a British wage (via my work from home job) at Walmart's expense.
In the longer run, I want a wife, kids, a place with sun and a pool (like I grew up with) and a family. One or two cats, a pond with fish and a fox/racoon/badger/hedgehog we could leave food out for and watch from inside giggling as we did.
I want to do the band thing or at least work in a creative medium. I'd like to keep working from home as well, so I could see friends, the kids and wifey, more then Tom from accounts. I want to be able to eat fresh sea food and enjoy good times with loved ones.
I want a wife who knows we could have more and in return for pushing me has my full support. Not only financially, but in life, more importantly. Be it helping each other get more qualifications and better jobs, getting a better knife set, finding a week to go abroad with the kids, or expanding the home so we have a dvd room next to the home theatre.
That all sounds quite petty. But at the end of the day I'd be happy with two bedrooms, selling 2000 records a year, a good open sex life, some decent pans and a kid who didn't sell nude pics via myspace to fund their pot habbit.
And a pet penguin.
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