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QOTD – Your Bucket List?

I can’t think of a better way to spend my 32nd birthday than sitting in a doctor’s office.

I can’t think of a better way to shake off the jet lag from returning from England than laying in an MRI machine for 45 minutes.

Last night I returned to Iowa from 6 days in London, today is my birthday, and I am waiting for an MRI. Not my ideal of fun, but it does get me thinking.

Traveling always makes me realize all the things I want to do and places I want to see. Getting older always makes me contemplate mortality and life stages. Is my life a quarter over? Half? I am almost equidistant from 50 and 20…

The last time I was in England I remember mentally planning all the things I’d do in my next trip and all the other places in Europe I’d go. That was 2002.

I have seen the changing of the guard, I’ve watched a play in Shakespeare’s Globe, I’ve stood on the lawn of the Eiffel Tower, I’ve swam with dolphins. I have seen much of the poetry our world has to offer – but the more I see, the more I feel, the more I need to see. The more I learn, the more I realize I know nothing. The opportunities are infinite … Which ones will you capture?

Today’s question is simple – What’s on your bucket list? What do you hope to do, hope to see, hope to feel; what do you need to do to live before you die?

About Jamaal

Lover of words, liver of life, director of theatre, keeper of keys and grounds at Hogwarts. Twitter: @JamaalAllan

2 comments on “QOTD – Your Bucket List?

  1. Denise
    June 27, 2013

    Being a military brat and a member of the military myself, I’ve lived and travelled so many places and visited so many sites. But, the one place I’ve yet to visit and is at the top of my bucket list is to travel the Northeast in the Fall. I’ve seen the pictures and heard the rants about how beautiful it is. It may sound simple but it’s the simple things in life that mean the most.

  2. The Running Son
    June 27, 2013

    I am 44. A few months ago, life sort of fell in to place for me. My philosophy became one typical of the mystics: Lord give me peace alone and I will always be “home”. This was great. All my life it was a perpetual quest for the right job, the right city and house to live in, best vacations, the right personal life-balance, or diet. Always striving for that next trick or place or accomplishment or person. So imagine my exhilaration at finally feeling relief from the pressure to find inner satisfaction! I could die happy if only I found acceptance of myself and my life.

    Well, then I fell in love. Long distance. My quaint philosophy dropped, like a balloon run out of air. Now, My bucket list has a definite and particular destination. It has a name. And because it is love, and not merely a sparked interest in seeing the Mayan ruins, or visiting Tunisia, I got no friggin choice. Love has closed discussion on the topic.

    Happy B-day Gabriel.


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