There are so many things I’d like to do. Like write a play. And maybe star in it. I’d like to paint and draw and maybe make something wonderful and delicious that will keep me yawning for days from eating too much of it too quickly, all at once. I’d like to write a comedy sketch. And maybe star in it. And then be on the radio and interview a host of inspirational people and ask them questions that make them think and laugh and ruminate about their own inspirations. Then I’d talk about how much I hate hearing my own voice, but really secretly love it with all my heart. Just to name a few.