How often do you picture your future? And, in how much detail?
Of course, we can only control so much. But, sometimes we have to let our minds wander and dream about what is to come. Think about things that we have to look forward to; what we’d love to change if we could. New job; new home; new city; new life.
So, since graduation, I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about the next few years. I’ve created a pretty specific idea of myself in the future. Here’s what I have so far:
I’m 23, I live in Chicago and have an adorable apartment with one of my best friends.
I drink tea, craft beer and wine. I eat lots of tasty (read: interesting and not dull) salads. I go to local farmers markets every weekend.
I read… a lot. Newspapers, magazines, books, blogs. Constantly absorbing information about political events, fashion, celebrity gossip and the communications industry.
I blog several times a week, never running out of creativity, energy or time. I have made lots of friends in the blogging world.
I watch documentaries about history, so I’m finally regaining the high school knowledge that has somehow slipped my brain.
During the summer, I go to festivals, fairs and concerts in Chicago. During the cold months, I spend days at museums, galleries and local breweries. I’m well-cultured and devoted to the beautiful city of Chicago.
I have good hair and makeup days, every day. My fashion sense is spot-on (thanks to my fab roommate, Morgan).
I work out. I belong to an adorable local gym, where my friends and I go to Zumba, pilates and yoga classes.
I spend lots of time with friends from all walks of life: high school, college and work.
Oh, that reminds me! I have a great job. I do what I’m great at, I’m comfortable in the office and have made close friends there. I’m challenged, but am confident that I can meet those challenges. I am genuinely excited to go to work, and I feel accomplished at the end of each day.
I listen to lots of cool, indie music and have definitely upped my ukulele game. I always burn yummy candles and cook delicious food. Those may seem unrelated, but they’re all about my cozy, adorable apartment and style.
So, I think that’s it.
While that lengthy, and very specific, section of this post may have seemed a little self-absorbed, I’m going to tie you into it now. I want you to take a moment and picture your future. What does your home look like? Who are you spending time with, and what are you doing?
More importantly: How can you get there?
I spend so much time thinking about these things, and virtually no time actually getting there. I tell myself that it can wait until I move out. When I live in the city, I can start my life. I can turn things around, and not just go through the motions of a life.
Why not start now, though?
I think it’s time to make a list. A very specific list with reachable goals that will lead me in this direction.
Read the newspaper every morning. Start working out again. Go to the farmers’ market and watch historical documentaries.
These are all things that I can do. So, why not start now?
What’s on your list?