Tuesday, December 28, 2010

A fall from the third floor hurts as much as a fall from the hundredth. If I have to fall, may it be from a high place.

I don't know what I want to do with my life, and I think this fact makes me a disappointment.
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Okay...that's not exactly true. There's lots of things I want to do.
-Volunteer
-Express myself creatively more...writing, drawing
-Travel....small road trips, Italy, France, Amsterdam
-Learn to really love myself, just as I am
-Dreadlocks :)
-Marriage....eventually
-Tattoos....some meaningful, some funny
-Eat/be healthier....maybe return to vegetarianism? or just eat less meat
-Recycle :)
-Live....don't just be alive
-Attend loads of concerts, raves, outdoor music fests
-Make my parents actually proud of me
-Raise a child/ have a family of mine own
-Live on my own for awhile....not with Allison or any other roommate
-Live debt free. No credit cards, line of credit, or owing anyone
-Learn to be happy with what I have/where I am. and take no day for granted
-Figure out a plan for my life?
-Be more spiritual
-Relax. Everyday. Just gear down and take it easy
-Dance. I know I can't, that I have no rhythm and that I'm musically retarded. But I want to be able to dance and not care
-Be more knowledgeable on a certain subject......haha :)
-Comic Con
-Say I Love You. Every day
-Learn to make perfect lattes, cappuccinos

But the one thing I don't know, my job/career, is the one thing everyone seems concerned about. They want me to go to school, get a degree, be mega successful. But what if their measure of success is different than mine? I don't care about having a career, and making lots of money. Yeah I know I have to have a job and work. But I want to just work enough so that I'm comfortable and healthy. I want to be free to live life, and enjoy it. Not be working crazy to pay off bills, and loans, and mortgages. I just want to be happy and love...isn't that what life is about? Not making money to buy stuff you don't really need?


I just want to live a simple, happy life full of love. Is that too much to ask?
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