I want…

to learn how to use my camera (i have one of those slrs that has automatic settings, i use the automatic, but not the manual)

to learn how to play my guitar (even though its broken)

to drive to Alaska (seems like a road trip worth taking)

to go camping and go to all those big national forests and learn how to fish (where that last one came from, i’ll never know)

a tattoo on the front of my hip bones (but i don’t know of what)

to get my novel published (which means i have to finish it first, and not be so afraid to tell my story)

to fall madly and deeply in love (with someone who loves me back)

to make things beautiful for a living (really i think that’s all i’ve ever wanted to do)

to go to broadway and become a dancer (even though i haven’t done it in years)

to stop looking through my closet for clothes that burned up six years ago (and wishing for my salt shakers and dance and track ribbons)

to learn how to draw and paint (it doesn’t have to be well)

to learn how to snowboard (and not break my legs)

to learn how to cook (really cook)

to learn how to really design websites and layouts (i’m kind of faking it)

to be well-known, but not necessarily recognized (no paparazzi here)

to be considered amazing

to stop thinking that i can’t do any of those things.