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With the end of the world right around the corner, I suppose it’s about time to flesh out my bucket list. Problem is, I’m kind of an accidental Buddhist: I’m so much happier with myself for what I’m able to live without than I could ever be proud of myself for something I managed to attain–something that I couldn’t have otherwise done without. That goes for all things materialistic and experiential alike.

This makes for a short bucket list.

But if the Mayans were that good, and I knew it was coming for sure, I suppose I’d buy a houseful of puppies and a small pastry shop–just so that my money weren’t sitting in a banker’s vault when that big meteor hits.

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