I like Kevin Bacon, but I hate Footloose.

One day I came up with this stroke of genius:

WHEN YOU DON'T HAVE GOALS, YOU DIE.

But it's actually true, though.

"Where there is no vision, the people perish"

Proverbs 29:18

I had some goals this summer, which I completed with varying degrees of success.

-Read ten books.

Ehh, I read two. And one of them was a teenage girl book about a polygamist compound.

But I read parts of others. Promise. I just can't make myself finish.

-Go on a date.

Check.

-Learn to rap.

You judge for yourself.

-Eat only one spoonful of ice cream a day.

Yeah, but why did I ever decided that should be one of my goals?

-Become less shy.

It's gotten a lot better.

But now we get to the part where I talk about the things I didn't mean to accomplish this summer but did.

-Loving people.

I don't know how to describe it, but I love people.

I love talking to people and meeting new people.

It's still hard, but it's the most rewarding thing there is.

-Deciding frozen pizza is actually gross and I want to cook real meals.

I spent too many years eating this every night.

-Becoming a lot better at the piano.

I guess practicing really works. How come I never knew that?

-Extinguishing a torch.

No need to carry that torch anymore.

This has been one of my best summers.

I consider it kind of a Golden Age.