Is there a place you are pining to visit? Something you really want to accomplish or an event you want to attend? I asked this question of a 15-year-old and also of someone in her 80s. They both responded positively with places they want to go – and plans to get there, too. The 15-year-old included places they hope to work, academic degrees they plan to complete—and tattoos they are going to get when they no longer need parental permission.
I confess that I admire people who have such a list and who then systematically check off their items one by one. I don’t have a list. I don’t think I ever did, and I am trying to figure out why I don’t. I am perfectly capable of making plans and have actually carried out quite a few. It’s not that I am not a hopeful person, either. While the future can look quite bright, I think I just truly resist change. I moved house 18 years ago, and I am still recovering from the shock. And I think this is getting worse. Yesterday, I cut my toenails and am still coping with the new way my feet look. While I might get around to travelling, you can forget the tattoos.
