I want a one-bedroom apartment with a fireplace, indoor parking garage, a pool and a backyard.
I want to live in a neighbourhood where the only sounds I hear at night are crickets.
I want a grand piano and no, not a Steinway but a Bosendorfer.
I want to win Mega Millions and not the $2 prize but the bunch of millions prize.
I want to lose allot of weight in two weeks’ time.
I want new clothes to compliment the weight loss I lost in two weeks’ time.
I want a female pit bull.
I want to name my female pit bull- Ms Piti Bee or maybe Ms Piti Me.
I want a house in the country, in a gated community, in case Jason Voorhees tries to contact me.
I want the entire Fall 2012 Mulberry bag collection.
I want a road bike.
I want to ride my road bike in the country, near my country home, in the gated community.
I want a Life Alert button so if I fall someone will eventually come to get me up.
I want someone to live with me so I won’t need the Life Alert button.
I want and I want and only get what I need and sometimes what is desperately needed but for now I will daydream of living in Veruca Salt’s world.