It’s good to have ambitions. Do you have specific plans, like charging into a drug-war shootout in Juarez or reading the Bible in public in San Francisco, or are you just waiting on fate?
I would prefer the latter but I’m too poor to afford a plane ticket. I’m hoping to walk through my capital city, get into a fight with muggers, and then die. At the rate this country is going down the craphole, my chances of bumping into a crackhead mugger will get better. If I hit 30 years and I’m still alive, I’ll do the deed myself and paint the forest floor with my brains. Whichever comes first.