I want to live in a city.
I want to ride a scooter.
I want to sit in cafes and watch the people go by.
I want to train horses.
I want to live in an old farm house and listen to the rain on the tin roof on chilly fall evenings.
I want to take pictures.
I want to be a photographer.
I want to travel the world and meet its people, taste its food, smell its smells.
I want to do research.
I want to find ways to help.
I want to be part of the solution, not part of the problem.
I want to be single.
I want to be married.
I want to love.
I want to hurt.
I want to scream, and laugh and cry.

I want to be a million and one things, live one hundred and one life times but die only one death.