God I want a boring life. Nice Apartment in a big city. One cat. One dog. Big den, full bookshelves on every wall, comfy chair. A bottle of ***** a week, two bottles of tonic. A couple cigarettes, maybe a pipe, I tried one of those. The smell is better than the taste. Fireplace. Snow. My dream job that pays 80 thousand a year. enough to afford that faux quaint apartment and keep me in books. I'll get bored, I just know it. ****. I've got no clue what I want.