Really, all I want is to live someplace nice, to be able to work at a job I don’t hate and can leave at the office when I go home, and to have Beautiful Girlfriend (in theory, by that time, Beautiful Wife) with me. That’s really it. Anything else is lily-gilding.
This date used to carry a great deal of significance for me. Now? I can’t even remember what it felt like to be that person thirteen years ago. Funny old world, innit?