Limitless possibility

I would run away, find a place for only me, on that fit my favorite dream. And I would scream. I would blow my own lungs out with sorrow and distain and I would just keep going until I had no desire to anymore.

After that, I would take enough money to buy a house and a little garden, hire a gardener to maintain it for me as I have no green thumbs at all, then I would sit in the garden all day until someone begs me to stop. No one will, but god would it be lovely to see if someone would.