I also never made a bucket list because I worried about not being able to finish it. Imagine how disappointing it would be to die one item away from completing your bucket list. I'd rather have never started one at all. I guess I wouldn't technically feel anything if I were dead, but the logic made sense to little me.
But if I had to make a bucket list, this is what it would say:
Hopefully I'll get the chance to finish this bucket list and make younger Jessica Jean happy. But if I don't, I've already had the chance to do a lot of things that would make up a pretty good bucket list. I've traveled outside the U.S., watched sunrises on the beach, hiked up mountains, gone camping, learned to surf, swam in rivers, gone to almost every museum in Washington, D.C., gotten into a good college, taught myself to play instruments, adopted guinea pigs, and lots more. Here's me swimming in the Greenbrier River with friends at a camp in Caldwell, West Virginia:
I'll admit that over quarantine, I got a lot more comfortable with bucket lists and my fear of dying before I could finish them. I even made a Pinterest board of 96 images featuring games I want to play, books I want to read, and places I want to see. Who knows if I'll come close to accomplishing everything on this list or any others, but it's still fun to dream. My 5 Favorite Books
