okay, so this fall, I went canoeing, and it struck me how much I liked it. I think it would be really cool to pack a huge backpack, take a canoe and canoe into the wilderness for a couple of weeks. Do the whole “be one with nature” thing. I don’t know if I would do it alone, maybe with a friend, but definetly not a big group. I think it would be a really great experience, not to mention, think of the adventure!
Okay, the sappy, hopeless romantic comes out in me. I would like to have an all consuming love, the kind where everything you do reminds you of that one person and everything can’t compare to thought of that person. The love that goes from the tips of your toes to top of your eyebrows; where you can’t get enough of this one person. This love can be very dangerous to a person, thus why I believe it can be only experienced once in life and cannot last. And I don’t think I would want it to last, because then you wouldn’t actually know it happened. And there is this sort of beauty in it because although it is amazing, it is an ill fated love. Yeah, I know, crazy.
I have no clue what I am suppose to do in life. Sure, there’s lots of things I like, but at the end of the day, I’m completely lost.
that means, I want to live on my own and have my own job. Be completely self sufficient and on my own (paying my own bills, buying my own bling, etc). Not forever, mind you, but at one point in my life.
I want to start and FINISH a novel…finishing, that’s always the hard part.
I own so many books, and have yet to read like half of them. And of course, I just keep buying more. One day, I will have red them all.
