Bucket Lists and Bali
By the time you're reading this, I'll be on a really, really long flight to Bali. I might be starting my second book, watching a third movie in a row, or just passed out because I'm not sure what else to do or what time it is and the Dramamine has finally kicked in.
But right now I am sitting in a coffee shop in L.A. thinking about how in the world I got here. Let me rewind.
Bucket lists. It seems like a lot of people have been talking about them lately and it's the only thing that keeps coming to mind. It all started a few months ago when I decided I wanted to get my diving certification over the summer. You see, ever since my time in Costa Rica I have been fascinated with documenting life underwater. So I put it on my list of things to do for my summer in Austin...next to eating plenty of sno-cones from SnoBeach of course. I guess you could say I completed Steps 1 and 2 of my bucket list making process: be inspired and decide to do it. Okay. Cool. Now what?
From that point on it was like the Law of Attraction and bucket lists decided to become best friends...they were on my Facebook news feed, showing up in Instagram photos, making their way into simple conversations over dinner...instead of the usual engagements and babies, I saw and heard about people's bucket lists EVERYWHERE.
But like a lot of things we say we want to do in life, they remain just that...words, things written on a crumpled piece of paper. Sure they warrant a glance every time you make a new grocery list, or as you're frantically looking for where you wrote down that dang phone number or password you swore you didn't change. And that's where my attempt to start diving remained. Somewhere between eggs, bananas, and coffee.
It wasn't but a couple weeks later that I received confirmation that I'd be traveling to Bali with Under30Experiences. The next day I signed up for my dive classes. There was no way I was going to Bali without that certification. It was the realization that I needed. And as much as I love eggs and coffee, there is no comparison to the satisfaction of deciding you want something, going after it, and then crossing it off that list.
I'm looking forward to drawing another line in my journal after I get off this plane and spend the next few weeks exploring Indonesia. Bali is now more than just a four letter word I wrote down once.






