I wish to begin living. I keep telling myself someday I will do that. I have a stack of books I want to read. I wish I could read some of those. I would love to be able to finish a few of my sewing projects instead of telling myself someday I will do that. My scrapbook is another thing I would love to work on instead of just putting it off for “someday.” There is a lot I would love to be able to do without telling myself someday.