I don’t have a bucket list. I don’t
have a certain list of things that I must do before I die, and the reason for
that is because there isn’t anything that I want to do. There are things that I
would possibly like to do, but nothing I particularly want to do. There are a
few places I’d like to go, such as Italy and Greece, but I’m fine with never
going there. I’m a very indecisive person, if, I decide that I like something
or that I want to do something, more likely than not, it will change within the
next year. That makes it difficult for me to plan the future, so, normally, I
don’t.
I could give you many more reasons
about why I don’t have a bucket list, such as, I don’t want to define the worth
of my life by how many things are crossed off on a list or that circumstances
mean more to me than generalities, but those are just excuses. There just isn’t
anything I want to do, or more accurately, I don’t know what I want to do. It
changes so often, and I have so much trouble deciding that I usually just take things
one day at a time. More often than I’d like, that strategy makes it so that I
decide things too late.
For right now at least, my bucket
list would be to live my life to the best of my ability and to try to be happy.
That’s what matters most to me and that is one things I know I want to do. Unfortunately,
I don’t really know how to do that yet, but I’m learning.
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