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But that’s what I’m most afraid of ; existing, and not living. I don’t want to go to high school and do well to go to college and do well to get a job and do well and get married and do well and have kids and do well. I want to know what its like to get drunk and get high. I want to walk through edgy side streets. I want to skydive and bungee jump. I want to scare all the kids one Halloween. I want to go down ‘up escalators’ and go up ‘down escalators’. I want to sail across an ocean, through storms and tides. I want to camp in the Amazon Rainforest. I want to take part in a street race in L.A . I want to shave my hair and donate it for cancer. I want to spend a night under the stars. I want to let go of a floating lantern. I want to go to the Salem Witch house. I want to attend a masquerade. I want to cliff jump. I want to be the kind of mom who plays paint twister with her kids. I want to get a tattoo. I want to dye my hair. I want to play paintball. I want to play my soul out on the piano. I want to publish a best selling book. I want to see the Titanic from a submarine. I want to buy tickets at the airport for a random flight. I want to party in Las Vegas. I want to float in the Dead Sea. I want to learn to stop caring about what people think. I want to get a dog. I want to try climbing Mount Everest. I want to make my mom and dad proud.  I want to live carefree, happily and unapologetically.

~m.k


Part 2 coming soon.


 

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