Dreams

We all have them. I'm talking the aspirational kind. Not the wake up thinking what the fuck kind. I'm sure that mine aren't any more dazzling than yours. But I've been thinking a lot about them lately. What I want. What I don't want. What I don't know if I want.

Here's what I know that I want:

A job that I love, where I don't calculate tenths of hours per day and wake up excited and gung ho about what I get to do that day.

A husband whom I adore. (Before that, a relationship that doesn't require weekly travel. But it's good. We're working on it.)

Enough money where I don't have to worry about the bank taking an extra day to process something.

To still consider my best friends now my best friends in 10, 15, and 20 years.

Another dog. Although this seems like the easiest one to remedy at the moment, given the above problems of travel and billing, it's sadly not.

Reasonable health insurance. I've actually really started to use it at the time when it's become a hot topic. And jumping through 18,000 hoops to do something incredibly simple is, well, really annoying.

I'm not going to go through the things I don't want. They don't deserve to be mentioned.