I am… kind of obsessed with reaching goals. I’ve been setting goals for my life since I was around thirteen, and I usually manage to check most of the things off the list by the end of each year. However, with goals comes the pressure to reach them too, so lately I’ve been breaking mine down into months and seasons, in order to make the list look smaller and less overwhelming.
For this Summer, I have a few goals in mind that I would like to reach. Some are easier than others, and none of them at all urgent (but also urgent, because life is short and all that). Anyway, here are some of them.
Go to at least one art exhibit
I love going to museums and exploring new exhibitions; it’s something I used to do on a regular basis when I was in high school. Eventually, it stopped being a habit and became something I don’t really do anymore, aside from very specific occasions. So this Summer, I want to go to at least one art exhibit, which is not at all hard to accomplish once I set my mind to it.
Have a picnic
Because I have this beautiful picnic basket (with all the cutlery and the red and white lining and everything) that was never, ever used, and I can’t postpone it anymore. This Summer, that basket will be used, hopefully more than once (also, I love picnics. Why am I not having them more often?).
Start a podcast
Ok, this one is by far the scariest and most exciting goal on this list. I really want to start a podcast, and I want to use it as a platform to talk about all the things I talk about here – books, and life, and self love, and more books. I’m determined to do it, and I decided I will once I get to 800 followers on Instagram, just so I have some kind of an audience. 800 was a random number I picked for no particular reason. It’s also a way to push me to grow my account while having a bigger goal in mind. Can I get there this Summer? I sure hope so.
Start writing fiction
All I do is write and read, really – I write for a living, I write for this website, and I read when I’m not doing any of that. But I really want to start writing fiction, too – especially fantasy. I have so many ideas for worlds, and plots, and characters, but I always find “better” or “more important” things to do. If I can restart writing fiction this Summer and turn it into a habit, I’ll be happy.
Do all the Summery things I haven’t done yet
And by Summery things I mean going to the beach, spending the day by the swimming pool, walking barefoot, riding a bike and watching the sunset – none of them guaranteed to happen when you’re a bookworm living in the city. I haven’t done any of these things this year yet, and is it really Summer if I don’t?