I have no idea.
I have always wanted to live in an apartment above a little coffee shop, or a used book store on a quiet downtown street.
Or somewhere wild and beautiful, with mountains and forests.
But I grew up on the beach. This beach. Going to sleep to the sound Lake Michigan's waves is something I miss so much it hurts sometimes.
Still, I want to try Maine.
Kurt wants to try Kansas.
I want to try them all.
But I married a (future) dentist. And eventually his income will depend on having a stable client base.
Someday, we are going to have to pick a spot and stay there. Forever.
We talk about this a lot. About what kind of life we want, and how we want to raise our kids.
We want simple, and wholesome. With kids playing outside all summer, and homemade dinners whenever possible.
Something like this.
How about you?