- A solid, reliable, trusted, friend group. I’ve got a handful of people but some folks I know have like a whole crew.
- At least one smart, hot, kind, loving, partner with at least one shared, actionable interest.
- Power. Like, give me the infinity stones and I’ll fix the world.
No other crisis at the moment, but you never know when you’re going to wake up with double cancer or whatever. I try to appreciate the nice moments.
I mean… If I was playing like The Sims and one of the Sims was like “yo can I get a new bike?” I might be like sure bro. From their perspective I’m a god that exists outside time and space.
That’s not really how Christianity talks about its God though, usually. But also like the story of Job does seem like a kid and his friend fucking with their game.