Most of mine involve all sorts of filthy sex, and
lots of it.
![Laughing :lol:](./images/smilies/lolol.gif)
*Cough*
Ahem!
That said:
- Sing in public/have band/make album, all of which will have to wait until I...
- Learn to play my bass. I'd also like to...
- Write a song that doesn't sound like a muddy, messy pile o' sh
ite, using Reason or similar software.
- Actually follow through on projects I start.
- Become genuinely physically fit, in spite of my asthma-scarred lungs, scoliosis, effed-up joints, and quirky heart.
- Create useful things.
- Hone my photography (etc.) skills, which will require actual
work on my part. Yikes!
![Rolling Eyes :roll:](./images/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif)
- See Europe - for real, this time - which would require me to...
- Live like a nomad for awhile.
- Travel to a place (or places) where the very thought of doing so scares the living crap out of me - like Nepal or Tibet. A completely alien environment for which I have no frame of reference, in other words.
- Find and relocate to a place that my heart (or whatever that thing is in there) tells me is "home."
- Fall in love again. What a sap, eh? I'm not expecting it to be a permanent thing (because "forever" is a sorry little human illusion, and I'm a realist - and an alien), but it'd be nice to experience that at least once more before I shuffle off.
- Finally come to terms with and accept some truly devastating events from my past - first and foremost, my mom's death - and then let them go.
- Figure out what I want to be/do when I grow up.
- Make peace with myself and this planet.
...and that's all just for starters...
![Wink ;)](./images/smilies/icon_wink.gif)