This is the life. This is what I flog my ass for year after year. No more working for the kids, the relatives, the pension.

I want to live by the beach, Pina Colada in one hand and sketch pad in the other.

I want to run around in my bare feet, wear shorts and a tank top, get up when I wake up and eat when I'm hungry.

I want to be inspired by the life around me, not suffocated by it.

I want to have enough to live on and not so much that it consumes me.

In short, I'm getting older and wiser and less ambitious with every passing day.