little_tippler

I've had lots...

I wanted to be a hairdresser. Grew out of that one.

I wanted to be a fashion designer. Grew out of it, though I still like clothes.

Wanted to be a professional singer, preferably in musicals. Dabbled in singing a bit but never made it a profession. I feel ok about it because I don't think it is really right for me - I like the singing but not the performance.

I wanted to be an archaeologist, a paleontologist, and a geneticist. The last one I still think would be great, but the others I grew out of too. Not too worried if none of those work out heh.

I wanted to be a professional artist - still trying for that one. Maybe it will happen, maybe not. Things are moving along though, happily.

So overall, I'm pretty happy with what I've achieved so far, not disappointed about anything in particular.

Other dreams, apart from career options, would be: to have the respect of the people I cherish or value, to find peace in my life and some contentment, to have a good group of friends and someone to share my life with, for however long. That last part is still on my to achieve list!

A recent new dream would be to get to a reasonably good level at surfing! I'm still a child at heart

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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.

Fernando Pessoa, 1918