When I grow up…

What do I want to do when I grow up? I’m still not sure. I enjoy what I do, but not where I work (although I do very much like the people I work with). I’d like to do something more with my art and photography…but I still want to make enough to pay for horses and trips abroad.

Over the years, I’ve wanted to be a lot of different things, such as:

Princess. Ok, so I was very young. But who wouldn’t want to be, if given a choice? I’m sure if you asked Phil, he would say that I was one, anyway. :P

Stewardess. Not because I had any deep desire to be a flying waitress, but because it would be an affordable way to indulge my love of travel.

Singer in a rock band. Ok, so I don’t have that type of voice…but what a fantasy. When Wayne’s World first came out, both I and my friend Madelyn loved it. Her husband said “But, Mad – you pick apart even foreign arthouse films. How can you love Wayne’s World, for gods sake?” A Japanese-American attorney, she wanted to be Tia Carrere’s character. As did I. Somewhere, in the endless duplication of all the happentracks of all possibilities, there is a world where I am the one dressed in leather, screaming in front of an audience.

Own a bookstore. Not the most glamorous job in the world, but it would be heaven to just read all day, surrounded by all the books I could ever want.

Actor. I did study at the Strasberg Institute (LA) for a year. (Rebecca DeMornay was in my classes, actually – although I don’t remember her!) I was very serious about it at one point. Didn’t do very much, but I was very intense about it.

And so on, and so on. Childhood dreams like astonaut. More mature dreams of being a writer or Olympic athlete. Over the years they change and fade, and new ones come into being…what shall I be next? Who shall I evolve into?

Women may be the one group that grows more radical with age. ~Gloria Steinem



8 thoughts on “When I grow up…”

  • Why do I have to grow up?? I don’t want to, damnit!!

    Actually – unlike you I never really had any specific ambitions…I know I wanted to be something fun, something well-paid…but my only real ambition was to be able to retire at about 30 buy a really nice yacht and cruise the southern hemisphere with some good company and fair weather…

  • I wanted to be rock star, too. From the age of 5 until I was about 15 when I began to realize how much talent and luck would play into any likelihood of success.

    Then I wanted to be a CPA. Nothing like completely switching gears and becoming a practical capitalist.

    And now at the ripe old age of 35 I find myself yearning to be more creative – to weld and sculpt metal and play with interior design.

    It is indeed interesting how your dreams change with you.

  • I remember wanting to be a nurse at a young age, something about the uniform, then I wanted to drive a truck, then it went to working in a trendy clothes shop, over the years I have tried many jobs, I have a firm career choice in my head now, mine is being a mum.

  • Nothing like fantasy, is there? lol…I think I feel another post coming on: What would your fantasy ambition/life be? Hhhhmmmnn…

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