My perfect fantasy

If everything in this world went the way I wanted... well...

First, I wouldn't have this cold. I would be healthy and athletic, and I would be a bright and happy person. I'd leave this city riding a magical broom in the middle of the night, and the night temperature will be 20 degrees Celsius (because I said so). I would fly to some bustling city, then I'd rest in a massive penthouse. In that penthouse I will have a beautiful maid who is a natural 36D, and there will be hot milk tea and eggs at breakfast, when I wake up. Then I would sink myself in a comfortable sofa and read a novel, or I would sit down before a giant writing desk made of mahogany, and write a novel I have never had the chance to write.  My beautiful maid will remind me when it is lunch, and after lunch I will return to whatever I was doing before.

When it is late afternoon, I will go for a swim at the beach to cool myself down. Let's just pretend that I can swim like an Olympic champion (perfect fantasy, yar?). And there won't be any sharks. Unless it's like my cute fluffy pillow pet shark. Then it's okay. After getting out of the water, I'll have a hot dinner somewhere I can see the ocean, and there will be some fruit and cream dessert. I'll sip a cool cup of juice through a straw after dinner, whilst walking down the beach at sunset, holding hands with someone who has very, very pretty blue eyes. No, not that two-week crush of mine. I would've gotten over them by then--- perfect fantasy, remember?

Then when it gets too dark I'll go back to my penthouse and hop in a bubble bath with a rubber ducky or something. Afterwards I'll go on my computer and play games until I fall asleep on my desk, but then I'll magically warp back to bed. I'll cycle through my activities again and again, until I get bored. Then I'll ride my magical broom and travel to foreign places, and find new ways of entertaining myself.

Hmmm... that doesn't sound impossibly hard to achieve. I just need to marry someone rich and then divorce them for their money. Except for the magical broom thing. That might be a bit difficult. Oh well, who needs magical brooms when you have enough money for first class flights?

If only dreams could come true.