A few posts back I revisited my life's list of things I want to do before I die and recounted the many things my husband has helped me accomplish on that list. There has been a disturbing trend in the things I/we have accomplished as of late, in that the things I want to do appear to be cursed. Firstly, I had been trying to see The Roots in concert for years...and then when we went to see them, the show super sucked and we almost died on the highway on the way home - and I mean, very seriously almost died in a close call that both Steve & I recognize as the closest to death either of us has ever been. Second, we camped at Pololu Valley on the Big Island, on a night with 40-60 mph winds and driving rain, with flash flood and rock slide warnings posted everywhere. Thirdly, I visited City Lights bookstore last night to procure anything by Angela Davis, and discovered that I don't really care for her work, at least not any of the titles they had in stock...
So, I have now started to read Walden and am hoping this will not disappoint, I'm fairly certain it won't....but WTF is going on? Do you think I should start a new list? Is my old one cursed? Or do you think forcing these events is somehow creating an unreasonable expectation of a positive outcome and I should just let these things happen naturally? I suppose my only concern there is that I won't actually accomplish anything, if I don't have a clear picture in my mind of what I really want to do...but any thoughts on this topic would be much appreciated.
The photo is from our visit to Egypt, the only thing we have done from the list that worked out perfectly.
