Wanting to fly...

First, I apologize for it taking so long to get back to writing this. Hopefully, I'll be better since it's summer.

The other day I was talking to a friend of some of the things I want to do before I die. As I was listing them off, I realized I wanted to be in the world God has created for us. The beauty of nature, not only that, but it was as if I want to be able to fly. A few things my list consisted of....

~ Hang Gliding

~ Parasailing

~ Skydiving

Does it sound like fun? I think so. I would love to be in the air. My friend mentioned hot, air balloons and I told them that it kinda takes the fun out of it because your feet are still on a solid surface. I want to have the feeling of freedom in the sky, even if that means while falling. Some call me crazy, like my brother, but that's okay.

Other things on this list consist of things I've already done, things I hope to achieve, and things some people just think are a part of life.

Here are some, if not most of them:

~Ride a motorcycle

~Go sailing

~Get married

~Go skinny-dipping at midnight

~Visit all fifty states

~Take a road trip from one coast to the other

~Ride a train

~Visit Ireland

~Build my home (not actually build it)

~Sleep under the stars

~Get a tattoo

~Have a family

~Own a sailboat

~Spend a night in a famous, haunted hotel

~Watch the sun rise and set within 24 hours

~Watch a meteor shower

~Kiss in the rain

That's all for now. Hopefully, and most likely, this list will continue to grow.