I want...money, a stable profession (notice how I didn't say job), a house with a backyard as well as a front yard, to remain sufficiently athletic that my son can say that he played me in a one on one & I was nice, to set a precedent for the rest of the world, to have people that work for me & do what I want the way I want because I'm the boss, a family like the one I barely had, that if marriage does come for it to be a 50 50 situation where when the words “till death do us part” are shared...it doesn't become a goal to die, to be labeled a misfit, to corrupt any system, remaining a familiar name in those whose mouths I don't know because the only way to achieve fame is through the detest of others, love, two dogs, to create something...ANYTHING, a polar bear, to have someone to bake for ALL the time, Saturday morning cartoons to be watched in my house, constant unannounced performances in a house full of talent, nothing to be forgotten but nothing to be dwelled on, to live in New York in the suburb a few minutes away from the city, a garden, walk-in-closets, be able to actually see stars at night, my sister to live close by because she already promised she would, to have those constant unproductive days where you lay with the one you love & do absolutely nothing.

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