I want to wake up happy for once. I want to wake up warm, not cold and shivering. I want to simply step into the bathroom and walk out clean. I want my clothes to wash and dry themselves, and as soon as the thought of what I want to wear comes into my head, I want my clothes to dress themselves on me. I want to walk downstairs and have a small breakfast waiting for me instead of two huge sandwiches made for me in the microwave. I want my brother to be ready in the morning, instead of me having to yell at him 4 or 5 times for him to get out of bed. I want my van to be full of gasoline instead of me having to leave the house 10 minutes earlier to fill it up. I want the street through the neighborhood to be clear.