I’m not getting a Nobel. It’s mostly a political prize.

I’m not getting a second house in the Northern Hemisphere, somewhere around the Alps, so I’d get two autumns + winters per year. It sounds fancy but eventually it would become a chore.

I’m not marrying and having children. I simply don’t see the point any more; I don’t even care about romantic relationships any more.

I’m not going to make “the final” reconstruction of Proto-Indo-European, the one that will solve all issues with the current ones. It’s fun to do some “backyard science” here and there, but other people are better skilled at this than I am.