Visit 100 countries, live beyond my phone, and be considered kind when people talk behind my back about me.

Hope that every life I cross has benefited by that crossing - even if it wasn't good! The humanist approach I think.

Live life as simply as possible.

Emperor of the known Universe.......and maybe have a nice coffee

I agree with the cat.

To return to the nothingness from whence I came. That seems attainable.

To be active as long as I can, to fully appreciate what I have and to feel like I've made a dfference. Oh and to be able to learn to control stress.

My objective is to make it through to the end.

In the short term, I'd love to be gainfully employed.
In the long term, I'd like to have another shot at finding partnership. I'd like to make lots of art. Enjoy my life as much as I can.

To exact change in the criminal justice system, particularly in Texas!

Stay out of everybody's way and get a laugh or two in once in a while.

To become the next J.K. Rowling.

To live until I die.

I accomplished my life's calling when I became a midwife. Now I am retired after catching a little over 1,000 babies in 20 years. My goals that I have left over after retirement are to live a good life, stand up for what is right and for those who need help. I want to be honest and live with integrity. I want to continue to walk up the hill to the barn with my dog and get my horse and go for a ride. I want to eat delicious food, see good movies, listen to great music. I want to take classes, go to discussion groups, learn, teach, interact with people of different ages, beliefs, cultures. I want to always feel the the life force of the earth, and relate to " her ". So far, so good. I wouldn't mind winning lotto either.

Capitalism is essential. Without it we'd all be living in the equivalent of Venezuela.

Short term: to avoid service of two photo radar tickets.

Long-term: to just enjoy the hell out of my life and be there for my loved ones as they are there for me. Oh... And to fit into my old jeans.

To leave my girls a few quid and teach them the ability to think for themselves, shuffle off this mortal coil with a bank balance of Zero, and get my name in the local paper for for having Fucking Aida by Ian Dury played at my funeral