I get the job I think I'm going to get when I graduate law school. I do well at that job and make more money. Eventually I maybe open my own firm or work for a government agency where the hours aren't as bad as private firms.

I have a nice home, a nice car, a boat, and am able to take vacations.

My husband and I stay together and in love. Our sex life stays healthy. We remain best friends. We don't lose our attraction to one another. We treat each other well.

My dad lives into his 100s, healthily and happily. My grandma also lives into her 100s. They move near me. Maybe I take care of one or both of them if they need it. My mom turns back into the mom she was when I was growing up. She's happy.

My brother grows out of his bipolar disorder. He's able to reach his full potential, have a healthy relationship, and have whatever life he wants. He stops contemplating suicide. He moves near me to be an uncle for my son and to be my best friend. My other brother continues on his path and finds happiness, preferably near me. My sister overcomes the way she was treated by our mom and her dad and finds a wealth of self worth. My step brother gets his shit together and stops breaking my step mom's heart.

My cats magically live to 50.

My close friends live happy lives and stay in touch. Frequently.

My son grows up to be a happy, healthy person. He loves himself and is loved by others. He excels in life. He chooses whatever makes him happy in life to be his career. He finds either happiness with a spouse and children, or just a spouse, or by himself. He never questions my and his father's love for him. He does not get anxiety or OCD. I see him frequently. He is as beautiful inside and out as an adult as he is now.

Eventually, my husband and I retire to a home in northern New England with a lot of land. Maybe I learn woodworking or gardening. I get to sip coffee on the front porch while looking out to a preserve. I get to feel calm. My son (and grandchildren?) visit regularly.

I die quickly and painlessly.