Bucket lists. I was having a talk with my friend about these things the other day, hence the post. Everybody seems to have their list these days. A list where you have all the things you want to do, see, experience and be a part of. People are living their lives forward. Waiting eagerly the moment they are able to cross an item from their list and head for the next goal.
But do you really need one and why?
It’s just that I think a list, in a way, reduces the journey of life into a project. A project with goals and destinations, when it can be something much more. Something much more alive. I am well aware that other people will have different opinions on this matter.
I don’t quite get the whole idea of this. My way of life does not fit onto a list. I was actually trying to figure out the things that might form my bucket list, but, honestly, it looked quite empty. This does not mean that I do not have dreams and hopes or wishes on where I want to go to or what I want to do. Of course I have, everyone does!
We, me and Waffle, live hectically from moment to another. We shoot out ideas and make them happen, if they are not entirely bonkers. We take joy out of impulsiveness. So, I am not too eager to make these moments into a list. I like to keep planning as a breathing and changing organism. We go wherever the wind takes us, embracing everything new, without having it made into a goal or a thing to be achieved. We might fulfill our dreams, or not. The dream might change or evolve. All this is acceptable and fine. There is no “must do” thing in life. We just make sure that the we keep on moving and having the best time of our lives. The tomorrow will come whether it was listed or not.
Peace, Love and Rock’n’roll