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I hate this question, but for personal reasons I feel the need to respond.
I never truly wanted to be anything. Sure, when they asked me this question in kindergarten, I came up with uninspired answers such as fireman or policeman or something. But what does a five-year-old know about his place in the world?
I guess my answer to the question, then, is that I didn't want to be anything when I grew up. Maybe it's because I didn't want to grow up. Now that I think of it, I think I really do resent growing up.
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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot
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