I often see posts with titles like “Ultimate Bucket List” or “25 Things You Should Do Before You’re 25” and so on. It can seem a bit overwhelming if you hold yourself to all those standards set by other people; there’s so much to see and do and so many amazingly productive habits we are supposed to be developing. I often feel frustrated at how long it takes me to get things done,but in reality not many of us can be a super-successful entrepreneur who buys a house and spends 3 years travelling exclusively to 5* hotels. To be honest, I don’t really want to be that person either – if that’s your aspiration then cool, but I’m happy with a lot less. I wrote a list for myself of things I’d like to do or see or achieve in my quest to become the person I’d like to be. Here it is.
Spend a lot more time in New York – I’ve given up my dream of moving here altogether because HOW DO YOU GET A VISA but I can certainly keep visiting roughly every 2 years as I do currently.
Live abroad, and then finally come back to London armed with home furnishings from Parisian flea markets and Finnish design shops.
Buy new sheets and a mattress protector and throw out my current set. It’s kind of horrifying to be sleeping on sheets that have had a cigarette burn/whisky stain on since the 2008/2009 era and have since seen me all the way through university.
Either get better at replying to messages, or, (and this is more likely) live in hope that people will stop messaging me via facebook messenger/twitter DM/e-mail/whatsapp so I don’t have to constantly feel guilty about failing to reply. If it’s not a message to a page or a twitter notification then I’m not going to reply.
Spend more weekends outside.
Take advantage of travel deals. You know those people who are signed up to every discount newsletter going and constantly whizz off on “city breaks”? I want to be that person.
Read all of the books on my shelf. How I own books I’ve never read is beyond me, but it’s a pretty horrible trait. See also: owning clothes I’ve never worn (luckily no longer the case).
Mend all the clothes in my “mend” pile and fix all the clothes in my “fix” pile.
Perfect the art of making a Missionary’s Downfall (I’ve already got my first favourite cocktail, Bloody Mary, down to a T).
Learn how to make vegan caesar salad dressing from scratch.
Write articles for other publications besides my own personal blog.
Write every night in my diary.
Share my comics and drawings with people. It’s not like I’d start an etsy shop but I could show my friends, you know?
Go to the cinema more. I LOVE going to the cinema and yet when it’s suggested it always seems easier and cheaper to stay in and watch something on Netflix in my pyjamas. But when you actually go it’s such a thrilling experience.
Regularly have people round for dinner instead of once in a blue moon.
Continue to purge my belongings. I’ve gotten quite good at throwing stuff out, but you can always have less!
Go “out out” at least once every couple of months. That seems like it would be hard to avoid, but these days months pass without ever being properly hungover.
Be less patient with people and be more selfish with my time. You can’t spend your life waiting around.
Stop reading articles about saving money, when I’m already great at it and have nothing to save for, anyway.
Record and share more of my songs. They’re what I love most of all.
Hold my tongue every once in a while and just stay away; the new awful girlfriend of a favourite mate, the ignorance of the Leave voter in a close friend’s family, the idiot friend from out of town. I could meet with these people and bristle with annoyance and contrary opinions, or I could just stay away.
Stay curious, and unapologetic, and sceptical.
Eat more ice cream cones.
There you go. What kind of person would you like to be?