I Want

I want a life with lots of travel, so that I don't feel that I'm stuck in a rut. And I want a lot of money so that I don't need to be anxious. I want a simple, red-tiled, white-washed house on a tiny, green island, with golden sand and frothy waves and grey rocks. I want rain. I want lots and lots and lots of books. I want a room filled with books - floor-to-ceiling shelves full of books. I want a job in which, as the cliche goes, change is the only constant. I don't want to be bogged down by routine. I want to be able to go where ever in the world I want to go, whenever I want to go. I want to be able to help other people without having to worry about whether they'll take it the right way or whether I have enough money.