The awful truth about a bucketlist


Do you have a bucket list?

Everyone has one, I’m sure.

It might not be written down per se, but you know what the things are that you want to do or see before you die, that you are yet to get to.

But there’s a certain sadness, or nostalgia or whatever you want to call it to a bucket list. It shows you just how delayed and slow our society has become. Carpe Diem. Seize the day.

Not tomorrow, or this weekend, or one day. The Day, as in today.


A bucket list seems like something you need in your life to remind you that you need to embrace life. But it tends to create the opposite effect. When have you ever done something with the idea to only tick it off your bucket list? I will not save up, and take risk to travel the world for a year just to tick it off my list.

Many fun and amazing things you’ve done in your life was on impulse, not because of a list.


Us, as a society have become so busy to build a life that we forget to live. I will no longer have a bucket list in the back of my mind, but instead I will take chances, opportunity and risk wherever it arises and I simply feel like doing it. Road trips with friends shouldn’t be a thing on your bucket list, but a regular activity you do over long weekends or Saturdays. Skydive once a year if you love it.


See the world if you want, don’t wait, like Morgan Freeman in the movie The Bucket List, until you have cancer. Live now. Embrace life now. Don’t make a list of things you want to do, but a list of things you have done. It will inspire you a whole lot more to do more things, than seeing and endless list of things your boring life lacks.

There’s this story that we reference in our home quite often. Of an old lady that lived her life fully doing whatever she wanted and whatever she loved. She loved tap dancing, she had no desire to do anything else than dance. So she became a tap dancing teacher. She loved every minute of her life, doing whatever her heart told her to do.

When she died, at a very old age, her children had to phone her dance class first to let them know that she wouldn’t be making it to class as she passed away. Her job didn’t feel like a job to her, it was something she loved doing, so she never felt like she had to ‘retire’ from it. Or that she had to stop working to fulfill some unfinished bucket list.

She left a legacy behind because she did what she loved, she did whatever she wanted.

Stop waiting. Stop waiting for the right time, stop waiting for Friday, Stop waiting, and live now. The best time is now.

That’s all I have to say about that. I refuse to die knowing I lived an average life, with no legacy to leave behind.


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