I recently read a sweet book by Joanna Hurwitz about a young girl on the Lower East Side in 1910-11. This excerpt is a conversation between her and a friend about their wishes. I think it speaks for itself!
“No boarders,” she says. “That is my fantasy.”
“A private bathroom,” I suggest [private as in, inside their apartment instead of in the hallway]. There are so many things one can wish for but probably never attain.
“Meat every night of the week,” Mimi added to the list.
“A different dress to wear each day.”
“Two pairs of shoes, so if I get caught in the rain, I can put on dry ones.”
We went on and on, and our fantasies got wilder and wilder: a ride in an automobile; a ride in an aeroplane, I suggested, topping her dream.
Definitely put things in perspective. Reminds me of this Rashi (Bereshes 25:23, translation courtesy of chabad.org)
Two nations are in your womb: [The word גוֹיִם] is written גֵייִם [which is pronounced] like גֵאִים (exalted persons). These were Antoninus and Rabbi [Judah the Prince], from whose tables neither radishes nor lettuce were lacking either in the summer or in the winter. — [From Avodah Zarah 11a]