Because I refuse to socialize in order solely to belong and conform in order to successfully socialize, I tend not to go out much.
I’m still undecided as to whether this is more good or more bad, but in the meantime, I decided that I’m going to come up with things I want to do in the spirit of such a solitary nature, and make record of the executions right here.
It’s not necessarily a “bucket list”, since it’s not a list of things I must do before I die, and it’s not necessarily a “to-do list” because it’s not a list of obligatory tasks. Still, it’s a list of things I want to do before I forget, and as “bucket list” is a catchy enough term and common enough idea, I too shall call this my “bucket list” of sorts.
Here begins the journey.
[Insert epic original action-adventure-fantasy soundtrack. Name it either “A New Beginning” or “Beginning of a Journey”.]