I wish for an income of $1,000 a week. Because almost all my worries stem from not being able to provide for myself, not being able to get jobs, getting jobs where I work really hard. I would be able to heave a great sigh of relief, take care of my health (physical, psychological, spiritual); I hope I would volunteer to give back to the community and get out into the world, because the thing I do best in engagement with others is work.

I would have the financial means to leave an apartment where I am not allowed to have dogs, and have dogs in my life again, which would mean so much. And since I train, I would be involved in a dog club and with other people with the same interest.

For me, mercenary, materialistic, and superficial as it may seem, having enough money to cover all my needs, to share and to spare, is the single greatest gift that would bring me peace of mind, emotional stability, and self-esteem.