bliss-sad's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bucket List I've never really thought about a bucket list before. It's the kind of thing everyone else around me obsessed over for a while, and occasionally, I would join in on the discussion. I've been in this weird state of transition for the past few months, and as I turn inward to examine myself and what has got me feeling so out of sorts, I've begun to realize that I don't know me as well as I used to. To remedy this, I've been spending a lot of time on self reflection. I read about an exercise that suggested writing a bucket list as a way to figure out the things that are important to you, so I gave it a shot. At first, I found myself with a lot of stereotypical answers. At one point, I even included running with the bulls. Then I thought about it.... Like, why in the world would I want to do that? Aside from the sheer cruelty of the whole thing, I fucking hate running. I hate it. I think it should only be reserved for the gravest and most dire of circumstances. Anyway, my first draft ended up with all of the things you've ever heard anybody include on their bucket list. While I don't mean to imply that those things aren't interesting or incredibly or awe-inspiring, it's just that, none of the things on my list were things I would actually want to do. None of them were things I would pay money or make sacrifices to realize, because none of them were important to me. So, I went back to the drawing board and really thought about it. I thought about what I like to do and what I value and what I find beauty in, and I think I've got a start.
*Place a prayer into the Wailing Wall 10:35 a.m. - 03.03.15 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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