I spend a lot of my time, both for my gainful employment, and about half of my side projects, learning about, thinking about, and talking about climate change. This can be depressing, frustrating, and at times fascinating, and I often find myself wishing for immortality just so I can see how it all plays out. I get the point of Dickens' A Christmas Carol, but to me, the fate of wandering the world, watching it unfold sounds like an afterlife I could live with.
In addition to my climate work, I write fantasy and science fiction, and it looks like my first novel will (finally) be published this coming year. I think that'll make things change in my life, but I honestly have no idea how.
In terms of relationship status, which might interest you if you've gotten this far, it's a bit complicated, but I guess the best description is "somewhat flexible". That doesn't seem like the best description, but it'll do, pending actual conversation.
If I had my way, I would live in a house near the sea - someplace rocky - and write a lot. There would be gardens, and dogs, and probably a boat. There would also be a good internet connection. Unfortunately, the sea is rising, so I'll have to work on that problem first.
"If you want to build a ship, don't drum up people to collect wood and don't assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea."
– Antoine de Saint Exupéry