There’s an awful lot of things to do, have you noticed? So many activities, occupations, places to go, things to see and eat and be.
Way too many.
That seems sad.
A lot of them I don’t want to do: that’s why I haven’t done ’em. There are some for which I would murder myself over and over on an infinitely repeating loop for all eternity just for the chance. Some are things nobody can do. Some are things only I seem incapable of. Some can’t be done at all and never will be, except right here.
So if you’re like me and there’s more you want to do than can ever be done, let’s skip hand in hand through my trove of hastily drawn fantasy scenarios.