A successful career, rising to the top of my profession, earning the respect of my peers and a lot of money? A life reading books, philosophising, writing, searching for meaning? Both? Neither? 

A house in the shires, surrounded by beautiful countryside and little else? An apartment in the capital, in the concrete jungle, surrounded by everything and anything you could think of? Move to a different country entirely? 

Learn to love my body, appreciate what it can do for me, be kind to it, fuel it with healthy foods, and exercise regularly to stay fit? Do whatever it takes to be thin, even if that means starving myself, exercising to injury, knowingly shortening my healthy lifespan? 

Quit drinking? Drink occasionally? Drink often but less? Smoke? Don’t smoke? Gamble? Don’t gamble? Cut out processed foods entirely? Limit them? Embrace them if they’re high in protein and low in fat? Stop going on holiday so often? Go on holiday more often? Stop going on holiday at all? Stop spending on anything except what is needed for sustenance? Spend more now to get to where I (supposedly) need (want) to be? 

I wonder what it would take to stop the noise in my head and just enjoy the life I have on offer in front of me.