Finishing my degree, perhaps embarking upon a masters.
Creating a Zen garden. (No I haven't forgotten about all the lovely stones you've all sent me. They're safely set away for the time being.)
Learning to cook.
Approach a more Zen-like state of alignment with the world.
Learn to make a good cup of tea.
Learn to play a musical instrument.
Visit Death Valley.
Visit and touch Uluru.
at least one more visit to St. Paul's Cathedral in London, so that I can sing the "Ode To Joy" in the whispering gallery.
at least one (nonbuggy) picnic in the park.
at least one visit to the Sistene Chapel, so that I can see the celing for myself.
at least one more opportunity to see Beethoven's 9th performed live (sans the first three movements, I'm all out for the Ode, man.)
at least one tree in the yard of my eventual house, that I can climb without much difficulty.
at least one day where I can play every Pink Floyd CD, one after the other, in order. (If you think there isn't a concept, story, or thread, running between all of them, you're smoking bad crack.)
at least one studio filled to busting with implements of arture.