When I am old (but hopefully not immobile and senile yet), I want to migrate to a place with 4 seasons. Perhaps a cottage by a quiet stream, with lush green pastures around and trees that whisper in the wind. Away, away from the bustle of city life, to a place where nature and freedom reigns. Where I can wake up in the morning smelling the sweet scent of dew, bake muffins till lunch time, then watch the clouds in the afternoon while sipping homemade blueberry tea. How awesome that would be; a life away from banality :)