Marble, stone, tile, cool and echoey. I run my hand along the handrail, admiring the architecture, the paintings that remind me of the history of this place. Gold plated doors, vaulted ceilings. There are three stories of this masterpiece.
I explore the balconies. All the people in suits intimidate me, so I sneak back down and ask the kind guard to let me out.
Sitting on the front steps of the South Carolina State House, I lean back against the cool concrete and watch all the cars and people. Listening to my calm Owl City music, I begin to think about those in front of me and the world around.
Everyone is going somewhere. Everyone is somewhere. All those people inside are watching the Senate proceedings; there’s a bill being introduced today. They’re all here to listen, share opinions. All the college students are walking around the House grounds, looking for a shady bench, or headed to a nice quiet downtown coffee shop to study.
Everyone is going somewhere.
Where am I going? What am I trying to do with my life? What are my goals, my aspirations? And what am I doing to get to where I want to be?
This past week, I completed a Dream Goals exercise. I listed my bucket list items, ten to fifteen of them. I’d never thought of that many before. I met with my business coach to discuss them and what she told me was amazing.
“All of your goals are attainable.” She said. “But on some of them, I dare you to dream bigger.”
What are my goals? Where am I trying to go? Are my dreams big enough or am I too scared to let myself believe that such things are possible?
As I think these things, an Owl City song lyric hits me: “designer skyline in my head…” that song is all about planning out something beautiful, amazing. It’s all in my head. As I plan, I begin to build and I see it come to life in front of me. “Designer skyline in my head, abstract and still well read.”
I plan so I can see it come to fruition.
What is the designer skyline in my head? If I could plan the perfect place to live the perfect story of my life, if I could really hit all the goals of my life, what would that look like? If I let myself dream what I want… would I be scared? Or excited?
Would I let myself do it?
Of course, I would. Why?
Because I don’t want to be the kind of person who didn’t live that life. I want to hit all of these points on my bucket list: take a trip in a hot air balloon, go snorkeling in the Caribbean. I want to see the world, all the US states, all the continents. I want to make something that inspires others around me.
What is your designer skyline?
If you could achieve anything in life, what would it be?
Think about where you would like to see yourself in two years, five years, ten years.
If you know what you want to do, and if that’s really what you want your life to look like, then why aren’t you going there?
I don’t want to know who I would be if I didn’t achieve what I want. I can’t live with the idea that I passed up on my dreams.