Amidst my personal journals and all things secret lies a mysterious list. A list where I candidly reveal everything I will do before I “kick the bucket”. I will travel up to the North Pole and visit the jolliest man in the world. I will write a novel that makes people laugh so hard tears run down their legs. I will make 20 million dollars and fly to outer space so that I can say “I’ve seen the world”. I will create an organic farm and grow food with integrity. I will conquer my fear of spiders. I will study Sanskrit text so that I can be immersed in something foreign. I will lead a peaceful protest and be part of a change. I will donate blood so that I can save a life. I will smile on my last day on Earth knowing that I’ve moved mountains