For decades, now—I have wanted a second story balcony.  Just why I've never gotten one—is a bit of a mystery; I mean, I have certainly made enough money (at least at some points). . . .

      Well, in 2019, I guess it was—I FINALLY got my wish.

      So–after living there, a few months–I decided to put it to use—or something:

      Well, after a few minutes, of like, reading out there, 'n stuff I said, "This sucks."—and, like, went back in, 'n stuff (never to set the hammock up out there again, 'n stuff).

I guess it's important—like, what to like, wish for in life, 'n stuff.  (. . .)