I want to buy a new pair of double tip marker and spend a lot on a rounded corner craft cutter.
I want to have a Wacom to trace all my handwriting because I’m tired of using a mouse.
I want to get a Pantone book so I don’t need to argue with my fabric Vendor anymore.
I want to eat at an all-you-can-eat meat buffet and take 2 scoops of Italian gelato.
I want to walk in a flower pattern shoes and grab a handful of sample sale shirts in my favorite clothing store.
I want to take return tickets to Taipei and have all the street food and milk tea in a night market.
I want many things.
Things that I don’t really need.
But feeling content doesn’t involve new things.
Feeling enough doesn’t need many things.
And today, among other days, I think I don’t need any more than I already have.