Seems I've run out of things to want. Funny thing is, I can't tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
Oh, I mean there's world peace, true love, living forever and all that.
When it comes to stuff, though, somehow I've had pretty much every single thing that I've ever desired. Same with experiences. I've been where I've wanted to go. I've danced with the ones that I wanted to dance with.
Maybe I just never had enough ambition. Imagination.
My memories tell me that ain't it.
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