Is it sad that I can't think of a "dream job" anymore besides being comfortably retired and possibly doing volunteer work with children or animals? I remember a kind boss of mine once asking (as promotion time was coming around), "Well... what is your dream job?" I believe I foolishly answered, "Rock star." What an idiot.
Now my dream is to grow old gracefully and to become one of those old couples that hold hands and still have something to say to each other. Simple times people, simple times.
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