So... I haven't been posting much lately. My slackdom is in some part related to my answer to this question. This question is really asking -"what do you want the most"? The question tries to add on a layer of urgency by stoking fear of mortality to distill my desires down to their ultimate core. Let's be honest, though. Mortality is here every day folks. What good comes from pretending it's not? If there's something we really, really, really want to do, why not do it?
Yep. Yep. Yep. And yep. I'm going to totally let my aura of cool slip away (shhhhh.... self-delusion is good sometime!) to share one of my favorite quotes: “It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.” (Gandalf, er, Tolkien, of course).
The safety of the day-to-day routine helps us to ignore mortality. If you drank two cups of coffee every morning for the last 1,028 mornings, then no wonder switching things up to focus on your life's dream and ultimate wish is totally disorienting. We're afraid of losing our footing if the routine changes. We don't want to get tripped up. What if reaching for a star leads to failure?!?
(but not the end of the world)
The end of the world, friends, comes when the inevitable marching of time takes us to our ultimate demise (as it will for all of us), and we're met with a heap of roads not taken, dreams not realized, and carpes not diemed (I never took Latin, obvi). In forward-thinking retrospect (time traveling hindsight?) keeping the routine alive seems like a pretty big price to pay.
Dear readers, I can't answer this question for you today. It would ruin the surprise. Just know that I've got something cooking. It will take a lot of hard work. It will be scary. I might fail. But then again, I might not.