The Empty Bucket List

I keep hearing the term "Bucket List", i.e. things you want to do before you die.  The problem (if one could call it a problem) with my particular bucket list is, it's empty.  Completely, totally empty.  Is that sad?  I don't know. 

Because on the one hand, what difference does it make if you get to do all these things as once you're dead, you're dead, and  you're sure not going to remember doing them.  (hmmmm.....I sound a little like Debbie Downer here......)  But on the other hand, they would be enjoyable (I assume) while you are alive and you get to have the satisfaction that you got to do them.

I keep thinking I should have one, that there should be definite things I really want to do.  Yet, I can't think of anything I have always wanted to do but haven't yet.  It isn't because I have lead such an exciting life that I've done it all, because that certainly isn't the case by any means.  And it isn't because my life is so full and complicated that I don't have time to think of what I'd like to do.

 I  think maybe it partly has to do with having no passion for anything in particular. You know how some people have a passion for art or music or sports or running or whatever;  I just don't have that.  I wish I did.....I'd like to have something I just love to do and be passionate about (Starbucks doesn't count. lol).  That isn't to say I don't enjoy anything, because I do, like scrapbooking and reading  and writing  (when I don't have brain farts that stop me from putting my words down),  and photography.  But to do them, I have to be in the mood otherwise it just doesn't work.  And I think people who are passionate about something love doing it pretty much no matter what. (Since I am not like that, I am just guessing here.)

Or maybe it has to do with a zeal for life and wanting to do it all. However,  I've never been one to want to do it all, or travel all over the place, though I do find myself, as I get older, wanting to go see a couple of places I never wanted to before, such as Paris and Gaudi in Spain.  And I would really love to go to the Bahamas and get pink sand from Bermuda.  So I suppose it's those kind of things that start bucket lists for people.

Then again, I could always have Don't Make a Bucket List in my Bucket List.

What's on YOUR Bucket List?