Sometimes it bothers me that I'm just one person. How am I supposed to get everything done that I want to get done when we only have like 97 years to do it? It just occurred to me that I might never live in NY again. And I might never live in California either. How crazy is that? I wanted to live in Paris for at least a few months. Will that ever happen? And will there be time for me to become a famous painter?

I am contemplating starting a life plan. There's a lot I want to do, but I'm going to have to prioritize it. Like in software, you just can't do everything. I sort of have a checklist in my head. Teaching elementary school is on it. And selling a painting. And writing a book. And having a baby. I've always meant to be super fasionable for some stint of my life. That sure won't happen without a lot of work. I've got some planning to do.