So last night I was feeling a bit lonely and I ended up laying, lights off, half asleep, under the covers, in bed thinking about my life. I determined there were 4 things I wanted to do with my life. Hopes, ambitions, goals, dreams…call them what you will.
1. I want to get my poetry published in an honest to goodness book of my own. I’d like to have a reason to walk into Barnes and Noble or Borders. I don’t really care if it sells 1 or 1,000,000 copies; I’d just like to be a published writer. In this imagination I thought of several scenarios on what the book should be. I thought I could write a bit about each poem, what it was about, why I wrote it, who it was about…but then I thought that maybe just the raw poem would be good enough; that the reader could glean whatever meaning they wanted.
2. I want to invent something new and useful that would make me some money. I already have an awesome idea and last night the design came to me. Magnets. I have devised a new form of advertising. Some of you may know what I am talking about but I need to keep it something of a secret so no one steals my idea…it’s happened before. Yeah you Chase Bank and your texting people their account balances when they get low…THAT WAS MY IDEA 3 YEARS BEFORE YOU CAME OUT WITH IT. That’s beside the point. I need to figure out how to form the business model so I can make all the money on the ads not just the contraption that holds them.
3. I want to run for President. I already have some supporters from years or word of mouth campaigning. But as I was thinking about policy and how to better the country a flood of ideas came to me about taxes, welfare, government spending, and more. I have great ideas. The problem here is that I am not a politician. I don’t like butt kissing, schmoozing, or any of that crap. I just like to keep it real. I have no doubt that I would be a good president. People would like me. I already have a motto, “For the Love…and the Plane.” (Let’s face it Air Force One is pretty rad.)
4. I want to get married. Duh. All of this thought came from being lonely initially. I needed a wife to talk to and hold. I had this vision a couple years back, it was my Bride and I, at the alter of the Temple, she was so beautiful and I was finally happy.