I’m not Catholic. I wasn’t really even raised Christian, though I did attend church now and then. I just have this horrible sense of guilt or foreboding, and I think much of it is due to growing up in a very poor trailer park—the poorest in our semi-rural town—surrounded by drug dealers and meth heads and frequent cop visits every week, and part of it’s probably just due to the fear instilled during the whole “educating” process that most kids are subjected to. Stay in line or you’ll go to jail!
But there’s no honesty in that—and your list is really for you, and no one else. So what if you don’t get it done, or if you don’t get to it this year? It’s your dream. Don’t alter it or minimize it just to check it off.