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Ten years ago I was the tender age of twelve. I had a vague idea that I should probably do something with computers, because I was good at it and I knew there was a lot of money to be had there. Most of my time was spent doing the things twelve year olds do; playing soccer, riding my bike, things of that nature.
Five years ago I was seventeen and had just left home. I had no plan except to make money and eventually someday finish my education.
Five years from now I want to either have completed or have nearly completed a college or university education. I suppose that sounds kind of vague, but this is one of those times in my life that I can't quite figure out where I want to go next. It's been my experience that vague plans are the best sort anyway, since if you try to get too specific there gets to be too much that's going to go wrong. None of my plans to date have worked out.
Ten years from now is too far ahead to think about. I'm hoping I'll be self-sufficient and debt-free by that time. If I'm lucky I'll have someone in my life and maybe one or two little tykes running around giving me grey hairs. I'm not counting on that part, though. Whatever happens, happens.
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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