It's nice to be able to do whatever the hell you want. I have been lounging around the house all day with the kids and playing on the computers. I get envious when I think how nice it must be to do whatever the hell you want whenever you want. Then I imagine what it would be like to have no more dreams? Could this by why the filthy rich get caught up in perversions? If you can go anywhere you want and do anything you want whenever you want, what is left? How does one entertain the brain an...