What I want, really want

I've been to the seaside today, looking at a flat I could afford, given that my pension money is now in my bank account. It wasn't the 'the one', sadly, but it was fairly close, in many ways. After reflection, though, what I really want, ultimately, is wasting my cash on a cute boy (legal, if necessary) and then die, but with a smile on my lips. Not going to happen, of course, but I can dream.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B