Sometimes the "I would love to: see that person, do that course, get that body I really want, spend time by the ocean or out in nature, travel to that picture postcard place etc" . Becomes a distant memory. How sad is that? How sad it is to substitute
What I really want to do is travel. When I grow up I just want to visit every part of the world, wake up in random countries and attempt speaking their languages. Only problem is that travel requires money, but it'll always be my dream.