I want to freshen up and then go back out to hunt for dinner; I want laughter and good conversation and to figure out the currency and how much we're meant to tip and people-watch and see how much of a foreigner we are. I want to have one of those life-changing meaningful experiences as I travel with my friends and I want to come home 'a different person', like those other cliché stories. I want to find out if that's really what I want, I want to know if I'll love it even more if I don't get what I want.
I want to learn. About the place we're travelling to, about the little reactions my friends have to little things, I want to play games with each other and buy cute presents for one another and make each other happy. I want experience, I want a story to tell my kids when I'm older, so when my kids want to do something I'll remember how I did this and that and how my kids will be fine. I want to grow old, I want to stay young! I'm mature enough to want children one day but still childish enough to cringe at the painful thought of giving birth.
I want life. I want knowledge, I want love, I want memories, I want to change lives, to have mine changed, to make new ones. As morbid as it sounds, I want to be on my deathbed, close my eyes, breathe my final breath and thank God for the life I had. For Everything.