With the anniversary of my birth approaching, I have been doing a bit of self-reflection. Always a bad thing. I have been relatively content in life for the past few months, but I have very little in my life with which to be satisfied. Sure I have a job that does not care if I am on time, a boyfriend who acknowledges my existence daily, dogs who bully me less than they use to, 2.5 friends, running water and $12 in my savings account. What more could a modern girl want?