Dreams.

Since I recently realized

one of my dreams,

I started thinking

about what my other life dreams are.

-Make ketchup from scratch.

How come nobody does that?

-Participate in a rally/protest/march.

This is a necessity, given my love of the Sixties.

-Pretend to be someone's girlfriend for something.

They make it look really fun on tv.

And I think I'd be good at it.

-Eat 3 meals at 3 different restaurants 

in the same day.

That'd be sick, literally and figuratively.

-Karaoke/know all the words to 

"The Devil Went Down to Georgia."

I love rap and I love folk music.

Combining them was a pretty good idea 

that someone once had.

-Exercise until I puke.

Again, that'd be sick.

-Take engagement pictures here.

That's a 10-foot-tall plush nature scene

tucked behind a stairwell at UVU.