Sometimes I feel like I should make my life a continuous vacation. Get a job just long enough to make enough money for a nice, long holiday... then quit. After my vacation, I'll get another job and repeat until I've had enough or until I've died, as happy as a lamb. Yes, I'm a wishful thinker and no I'll never really make my life a continuous vacation. However, my life is just that. Mine. Do I really want to spend it working for someone else, or even working at all?
Here are some things on my to-do list...
- Visit my each of my grandparents hometowns
- Learn to drive a stick
- Live in another country long enough to learn the language
- Learn to surf like a pro
- Be a lounge singer
- See Morocco
- Be proposed to
- Learn to sail
- Go water skiing
- Record a song
- See the pyramids
And that's not even scratching the surface.
Are we destined to a life of monotony or is there a way out? I refuse to just follow the cattle to the proverbial slaughter house.
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"Wild Horses"-Rolling Stones
"Let's do some living
after we die"
Just thought it was ironic
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