There is a bad girl/bad boy in all of us that wants to go rogue.
Most of us are conditioned from early on to be people pleasing, achieving citizens. Doing the “right” thing. Going to the “right” school. Joining the “right” club, company, circle. Having the “right” job, address, car, whatever.
I am going rogue!
What is your rogue?
Maybe not this rogue. But definitely rogue!
Over time, with the ongoing experiences of life, I’ve come to subscribe to the saying that:
What is the balance between responsible planning and going with the flow? What is responsible? What is not?
So it’s time to go rogue (again). Rogue to put myself first.
How many ways might my bad girl go rogue?
Watch the Sunrise Rogue!
Balloon in Burma Rogue!
Machu Picchu Rogue!
Sleep In Rogue!
Get in Shape Again Rogue!
Walk the Beach Rogue!
Eat my way through Thailand Rogue!
Australian Open Rogue!
Soar New Zealand Rogue!
Live on a Greek island Rogue!
Three Star Michelin Restaurants Rogue!
New Zealand Rogue!
Live on Santorini Rogue!
Paddle board Rogue!
Rogue! Rogue! Rogue!
I think this is my new favorite word du jour.
I am not going to accept cancer as a limitation.
I am not going to look back and say would have, could have, should have.
I am going to follow my wanderlust, my curiosity and have some fun.
I am going rogue!
What’s your version of rogue? What does your bad girl/boy yearn to do?
‘Fess up. We all want to go a bit rogue.
Tweet me your rogue! Or leave your rogue in the comment section below!
But in all seriousness, why should I have to “go rogue” to put fun and passion first in my life? That’s something we should all ponder.
What’s your rogue?
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