I’m in a very pensive mood. The reason is for the
past few months I’ve been thinking of my own mortality. I never used the worry about how old I was
getting until I turned 35 last year. That hit me hard. And now at 36 ½ I wonder
where I’ll be in the next few decades of my life. You’ll think this is funny
but when the so-called end of the world was supposed to happen on 12/21/12, I
worried. I counted down the days, and when that day arrived, I held my breath.
The night before as I waited for the world did end (or the zombie apocalypse occurred),
I thought back on what I’ve accomplished and what I still needed to accomplish.
I once had this college professor who had an amazing outlook on life. He was always the optimist and every single person in my major (Communications) wanted to take one of his classes because hearing him speak was so inspiring. He used to teach at Pepperdine University, the #1 Communication school in the United States located in Malibu, California. One day he had us do an exercise. He wanted us to write down everything we wanted to do in our life, big or small. He said people will do the things they set out for themselves if they write it down. It’s better known as a bucket list. There were four things I wrote down in particular I wanted to accomplish before I was 35.