My life's been pretty full. I have had the opportunity to try most of the things I wanted to try. But I still have a number of secret or not so secret desires, things I've wanted for years. Some I plan to take a shot at, and a couple of them are pure fantasy akin to wanting to fly. Still, on the theory that it gives you some insight into what kind of person I am, here is what I really want to do before I die.
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Write either a biography or a history of women in the 18th century.
Learn French well enough to consider myself bilingual.
Start my own women's vocal group, four to eight voices.
Take a writing class, then join a writing group.
Go skiing in Chile.
Get my doctorate from Stanford.
Own a 1920's cloche hat and a pair of 1760's shoes.
Have one or two cows as pets. I am completely serious.
Take a class in the history of modern architecture.
Have our house be a foster home for dogs.
Paint a self-portrait.
Oh, wait, that's what I do with this diary. Revealing, isn't it?
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