In the Desert - Day 2

That's the real crisis. I've got a professorial title in my old country, the best marriage the desert can give, and a sort of second youth by God's personal favour to enjoy it. How can I move beyond this point?
Certainly, there is greater social prominence to which I might aspire, there is more money I might care to have, things like that. Men more handsome and more intelligent with whom I might like to be. But I feel all that would be to repeat, perhaps as a kind of premium version, something that is already with me. 
Of course I will move beyond this point when my time comes. I will resume my scholarship, write something again, and in this I still have a long way to go. My marriage grows better every day already. And then there might be new things to come.