stomach growling, I slink my way to the kitchen and open the fridge. It’s full of food, and some of this food comes together to make a satisfying meal, which I sensuously eat.

my phone chimes with a text — it’s my pharmacy. They inform me that my prescriptions are due for renewal. Would I life them to refill all of my prescriptions? I saucily type back: yes.

all of my laundry is clean and folded and put away.

I wake up and my body doesn’t hurt.

I check my bank account and there’s more money in there than I expected.

There’s a knock on the door first thing in the morning: it’s the plumber. He’s there to fix my pipes. That’s not a euphemism for “having sex” or anything. He just shows up. on time. and fixes my pipes.