I don't want much in life.
I'm not super greedy. Despite the sarcasm that runs rampant on this blog, I don't really think I should be filthy rich, or have an amazing job, or be worshipped as a deity. I know I'm not entitled to those things. (Yet.)
Right now, my wants are very simple.
I want a beer.
But I can't have one, 'cause they're gluteny.
And I want a boy.
But I can't have one.