I would like to simply see your version of heaven and/or hell.
My personal paradise:
The year is 1952, in the fictional city of Rapture. I'm married to my particular woman of intrest, my occupation is private investigation. As a private investigator I'd go through this city solving everything from petty larceny to homocide, slowly building my reputation as a renowned investigator. In my spare time I'd listen to old classic radio serials and beautiful 50's era music. On the weekends I'd walk my wife through the Arcadia Gardens and then enjoy the rest of the evening at Fort Frolic listening to Sander Cohen's masterpieces. Two weeks before the new years eve of 1959 my wife would die of a natural illness and I'd be left to experience the deterioration of Rapture for myself.
My personal hell:
Purgatory. An endless white space, devoid entirely of any stimuli.
Heaven: pretty much what I did at the weekend really. Had a bunch of awesome mates to stay, went to one of Europe's biggest shopping malls on Friday then out for a few beers, and went walking in the mountains Saturday and Sunday. Perfect :)
Hell: the sound of people eating.