How was your day?
I think what I want most out of life (at least at the present), is when I walk through the door, after a 12 hour work day, is to have someone greet me with a glass of wine and ask: how was your day? I'd be too happy to be home and too tired to answer, but it's nice to be asked. It's a simple question on the surface, but it rings a deeper meaning. How was your day (when heard on a--well--daily basis) means, I care about hearing about it, or at the very least, I care enough about your well-being to ask.
Then I would take a hot shower. And then, I would ask for a footrub. And get it.
Shut up!, it's my fantasy.