Twenty years ago I thought I’d be who I I wanted to be by now. Little did I know that I’d never be as certain about what I wanted to be as I was at the brink of adulthood.
Ah, to go back to the simpler times when I already knew all that I ever thought I needed to know.
Some additional food for thought that is keeping me awake during the wee hours of the night:
Hmmmmm. What DO I want to be when I grow up?