I believed in bucket list. Even though I didn't have one written somewhere, it was always on my mind.
My love for life and the spirit to experience new adventures resulted in a long list of things that I wanted to do before getting the final call.
Then one day as I was reciting the latest thing on my list, my partner pointed out a flaw. He could't help but notice that while I was checking things off of it, I was also adding to it. My experiences were changing and so were my desires.
A realization dawned on me. I could never complete my bucket list. There would always be something more that I want to do. If I die tomorrow, it wouldn't matter if I had zero things on it or a million.
I live this moment and every other too,
I do what I want and I want what I do,
I strive to be a person who's better than the one a few mins ago.
Do you have a bucket list? What is stopping you from doing what's on it?
