Tomorrow land

Firstly is tomorrowland one word or two...I don't know.

I look back over the last, say, 10 years or so, and they seem to have gone past me with a speed of light. Like a race car...whrooooommm....
Judging by the speed of the years rushing past, and how we often feel that the older we get, the faster the years fly by...I don't actually have a whole lot of living left.
And that is the truth.

So I am seriously, maybe for the very first time ever, starting to consider my own mortality. And what it might feel like in 10 years time, when I look back and regret not doing something I wanted to do, or being someone I wanted to be.

Turning 50 feels like a very important event in my life, and I never pay much attention to birthdays.
It feels like I should be sitting down and seriously considering what I should do with the rest of my (perhaps rather short) life.

I need to make a list.
I need to write it down here, as this is not a list I should make and promptly lose as most of other lists that I have ever made.

Make a list.
Don't lose it.

Sounds like a plan.

I need to plan what I should be doing in tomorrow-land. (One word or two? Maybe hyphen).