Mow the lawn. Water the plants. Sit in a rocking chair. These are the things that I want to do with my life. This is the man that I want to be. Put on the new blur album. Sit back and let the songs sink into my mind. Throw a tennis ball to Sonic the Border Terrier. She’ll retrieve it and bring it back to me. Repeat until she collapses. Listen to my boys act out Star Wars in the yard. They’ve zapped and lightsaber’ed each other so much that in real life they’d have mortal wounds beyond comprehension. Haley will make us some iced tea. She’ll then join me and we’ll sit and talk about our plans to get a bird feeder. Maybe I will play the guitar again tonight. Maybe I’ll write some songs. I haven’t done that in awhile. I want to wake up without the alarm telling me that it is time to go somewhere. I want to drink my tea at a casual pace. I want to live.