I wish I lived on a ranch in America or Canada. Somewhere that would qualify as the great outdoors. Where I could ride horses (had to learn that first), drive cattle (again...), have a wardrobe filled with slimfit Lee jeans, boots and worn out leather jackets - a faitfull dog and a life centered around hard honest work, an ever looming camp fire and soft animal noses.
Instead I live in Denmark. I work in IT and have a small house in a small town where the train stops twice an hour. I do have a dog though - and slimfit jeans too.