In the waxing and waning of the day, Joe and I often spend a few quiet moments watching snippets of television. Sometimes it's Fox or ESPN or DIY. My favorite snippets are the fiction.
Yesterday we watched the final moments of the Bucket List with Morgan Freeman and Jack Nickolson.
Joe told me the story: two guys meet in the hospital, make a wish list, and take a journey that ends with each of them finding joy.
I can't create a bucket list. Maybe I'm still not old enough.
Rather I look around my space and think I'm content at this moment to having buckets of lists.