#5- How Do I Want To Be Different Because I Lived In This World?
It is suggested that I make a list of things I want to do while I am alive. I used to have a list of things I wanted to do- travel, go to medical school, learn to paint in France... Nowadays, I don't have much of a list. I am not sure what I want, with the exception of a few things
1) Touch a glacier. A big glacier. Preferably I would like to kayak up to a great, huge glacier and touch it.
2) I would like to travel in Italy by myself. Not the whole country, per se, but a few cities that I could spend some time in and be a part of for a brief time. I would like to be "Adrienne" in an Italian city, not "Cameron's Mom" or "James' Wife" in an Italian city.
3) Go to Graduate School and actually know something about something. No stupid Business degree, though.
I hope that by the time I die that I am a larger person than I am now. A grander person. Someone who has seen life in all its permutations and wants to see more. A person who is alive until I am dead.
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Started off this blog hoping others would join in with thoughts. Now I think it will just be about my random thoughts about the journey forward.
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The House Of Niccolo (series) by Dorothy Dunnett.
It took me three years to get through this and the following series the first time. Who knows how long it will be this round.
The Bicycle Diaries by David Byrne.
The Talking Heads are one of my Big 5 Groups and Byrne has always been an interesting man to hear think out loud. I am sure his observations about the urban environment will be thought provoking.
It took me three years to get through this and the following series the first time. Who knows how long it will be this round.
The Bicycle Diaries by David Byrne.
The Talking Heads are one of my Big 5 Groups and Byrne has always been an interesting man to hear think out loud. I am sure his observations about the urban environment will be thought provoking.
Who Says Wallflowers Don't Dance?
Adrienne Johnson- Keeper of the Blog.
You know you want to write something. Don't be shy. What's a little Buddha mind between friends?
1 comment:
As the Rascal Flatts song goes (referring to an hour glass)..."keep on running til the sand runs out!". I'm with you, go girl!
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