Things I want to do...dreams, you might call them. Stuff you will have to be okay with:
-Run with the bulls in Pamplona
-Cinco de Mayo in Mexico
-Skydiving
-BASE jumping
-Learn to surf
-Randomly distribute cash to shoppers in the mall at Christmas time
-Have a conversation with a sitting President
-Protest Ignorance
-Stand Alone. Often.
-Visit every continent
-Learn to sail
-Buy an Island
-Be honest
-Buy Trevor a Rolex
-Write letters instead of emails
-Travel overseas on a whim
-Have a house with a room named "The Library"
-Run across the field at a professional baseball game
-Don't get arrested
-Give my life for someone else
The musings, laughter, anguish, and tears of a Stickman living the life drawn for him by the Artist. "I must learn to serve the Artist first, His pen directs my path. He breathes life into these worn-out sticks, And stickmen will see at last."
About Me
- MRJ
- Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.
2 comments:
You can write me letters.
Next Christmas, let's hand out cash. I think we can afford at least $100 between a few of us.
... They are good dreams. Innocent like rosy-cheeked, bright-eyed children; especially good like childen who are hiding frogs in muddy fists.
Your dreams are awesome. I definitely agree with the Protest Ignorance one. I'm already working on that one with my friends. Having a house with a room named "The Library" would be incredibly cool. Someday I'm going to have one of those. With huge windows that look over the rolling hills of Montana somewhere. Or maybe not. Maybe looking out at the wonderful tropics of anywhere but here. It is finally sunny here though! Thank you Lord!
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