One day…

One day, I will live in an organized, clutter free home…

I will have a little blue sport’s car that’s always waxed, sitting on fat, wide, grippy tires, and the engine lubricated with Royal Purple.

Money flows into my wallet and accounts like water.

I have a fortune in my bank, actually.

Margerie goes: “Wow, Daniel… I’m impressed.”

I get paid a ton to write cute little short stories. I have multiple books out. They’re all smash hits.

I’m well known in my world.

But today will not be that day. And I’ll keep working and grinding and even sometimes slaving, to reach “one day…”