In our lives I am sure we all have scribbled paper to pen and wrote a list, a bucket list, of everything we wished for our grand life. When I was 17 years old, about to finish high school, I picked up a pen and wrote a list of 84 things I wished to do before I died. For some reason at the age of 17 years old I thought life was incredibly short and wanted to do as much as I could as quickly as I could. As the years have gone on I have slowed down a bit and the things on this list is not as important to me as they once were.