I just said the following to Phoebe:

"I wish to be more like a character. My trouble is that I haven't got a character in mind."
When I picture my ideal home, as I try to put my things away and create such an environment, I picture mysewlf doing things like reading the New Yorker on the balcony (must renew my subscription), chopping vegetables, watching the news (I'd read the paper, but I know me better than that), walking to the market for fresh fruit...

I am a total goon sometimes. I'll finish this thought later, but for now, just know that I'm a fruitcake.