I am a

  • traveler
  • skydiver
  • photographer
  • crohnie

No bucket lists? Huh?!

What in the name of all things good and holy do you mean you DON'T have a bucket list?

Let's be real. The concept of a Bucket List is quickly losing steam in today's society. It's that ever present, always looming list of life, love, and the pursuit of happiness. Seemingly everyone has one and is quicker to talk about it than someone who does CrossFit. Constantly adding to the sprawling list and rarely crossing items off. It’s created a culture of errant dreamers, not doers.

Skydiving. Hike Mount Kilimanjaro. See the Northern Lights. Find true love. These experiences are not items to be condemned to something I would also write Milk, Eggs, Gushers (because let’s be real), and Bread on: A LIST.

Let me clarify. I definitely have goals. Travel goals. Life goals. Experiences I want to go on. Things I want to succeed at. More importantly things I want to fail at, and learn from. They just aren’t on a list pushed subconsciously so far down that the only way they emerge is when I have some life changing event…like almost kicking the bucket. I don’t put them on a bucket list because I strongly believe that if something is important enough to you to be put on a list of events to do before you die then you should be going after it now. While you still have life beating through you.