When you think about someone with a bucket list, my best bet is that a healthy twenty one year old women doesn’t come to mind. It’s for the sick and dying. It’s for the dreamers. It’s for the paranoid humans that believe the world is ending. I don’t know…it’s a bunch of bullshit if you ask me. Why wait till it’s too late to start living your life? So I bought a book and started to write.
What do I want in life?
What memories do I want to make?
Some was quite plausible and expected: get married, buy a house, get my degree, move abroad, have children and etc. Now there is also a few things on the list that’s a bit crazy but something I will do mark my words.
Here is a few of my favorite Randoms:
Get a trust tattoo (I’m really okay with this one. My husband will choose the design and I’m really looking forward to it.)
Swim in the sea at midnight (Fun fact: I’m terrified of swimming in the sea. I get full blown panic attacks when in neck depth water in broad daylight. Yeah. Fun.)
Set of fireworks (Last time I was close to fireworks things went bad so this should be interesting)
Learn how to ballet dance (I’m not expecting miracles. I’m going to count a five year old routine as a success.)
Hold a spider for five minutes (Oh hell to the no. Sorry that was reflex.)
I firmly believe that you can’t live your life without ever stepping outside your comfort zone. I strive to challenge myself in every aspect of my life without going to stupid and dangerous means. So I made a list and every time something silly I want to do just for the sake that I’m alive and healthy and can do it I add it to my list. Every now and again I open my little book and see what I want to do. Life is short. I would hate to die without ever have lived.
So yeah, make that list and get out there and live.