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I wish that all my actions and all that I say would start by: I respect and finish by: thanks and love.

I've finish working yesterday. Horray for me. Now I have a shelter (my big appartment), food (the good side of spending time with family that cooks) and most important: time ! I even have extras: a loving boyfriend and a wonderful place where I can hide from the cruel world: Suicide Girls. There's nothing more I could possibly ask. Okay, okay, I could ask for more but I want to enjoy what I have.

This is the first day of the rest of your life. And for now on, I'll be baking bread!!! And I'm finally feeling free, all I have to work on now is my fear. I don't want to be afraid but it's seems that I let fear overcome me more often than I would like.

Keeping freedom in mind, here's what I thought of last night while trying to get to sleep:

Now - 25 years old: Getting my loans paid, get my tattoos and percings done.

25-45: Working in my own bakery and saving half my salary.

45-65: Pre-retirement, uses my savings to travel and enjoying what my health ables me.

65 - ... : Retirement, being this old grand-ma that everybody loves because she makes good cookies and all her stories are interesting.

So, what do you think, does this sound like a good plan?

Have a great week, everyone.