The item first and foremost on my list of things to accomplish before the timer hits zero is getting as far out of Arkansas as possible. It is not that Arkansas is a bad place, because it is not. It is simply that it is not right for me, never has been, and potentially never will be. I do not tolerate the heat well. I do not share the general population's viewpoints on hunting, fishing, gun control, or most current political issues. I do not hate it here, but I have never fit in, and it has never been my home. So, before I accomplish anything else, I want out of Arkansas. I may find that Arkansas is better than anywhere else I go, and I may come back one day, but my experiences thus far say it is an unlikely prospect.
Last but certainly not least on my bucket list is something that is significantly more complicated than it sounds. I want to learn to be happy. I want to be content with my life. Happiness is not something that someone else can provide for you. It is a choice that you make every day when you wake up, no matter the circumstances in your life. You decide whether or not it is a good day. You can not always control what happens to you, but you can certainly control your reaction to it. My biggest lifetime goal is to learn to genuinely be in control of my own happiness.
In summary, I have a lot of dreams. I may accomplish all of them. I may add to the list as time goes on. A year from now, I might have an entirely different bucket list than the one you just read. The beauty of a bucket list is that there are no rules and regulations. It is what you want it to be, and if you change your mind, it can change with you. I am only eighteen. I have a lifetime ahead of me to think of other things I would like to do before I die, and I'm sure it will not take long for this list to exceed two and a half pages. For now, though, these are the things I want to do before I die, and I think that they are enough.