And why did it not work out? (Or did it work out? If so, is it as good a life as you had imagined?)
I never really wanted to be anything back when I was a kid. When JAG was cool, I wanted to be a lawyer in the defence force. That interest in law lasted until about the halfway-mark of The Practice, but then just fell away (perhaps when I realised how much work it would entail to actually practice law). Later on a teacher convinced me I'd make a good engineer so I went so far as to enrol in an eng degree but once in quickly realised it wasn't for me.
Looking back, I know of quite a few people who really did have dreams back in school. Things they were passionate about, things they specifically studied hard in school for. So few of them have ended up anywhere near where they had dreamed. I guess the benefit of having had no real dreams was that I was never at risk of failing to reach them. I also know of one or two people who did reach their dream and I am happy for them... but I don't know if they are happy.
So, my bigfooty brethren, what did you want to be? And why? When did you give up on the dream; at what point did you realise the dream had slipped away?
Over to you, bigfooty.
I never really wanted to be anything back when I was a kid. When JAG was cool, I wanted to be a lawyer in the defence force. That interest in law lasted until about the halfway-mark of The Practice, but then just fell away (perhaps when I realised how much work it would entail to actually practice law). Later on a teacher convinced me I'd make a good engineer so I went so far as to enrol in an eng degree but once in quickly realised it wasn't for me.
Looking back, I know of quite a few people who really did have dreams back in school. Things they were passionate about, things they specifically studied hard in school for. So few of them have ended up anywhere near where they had dreamed. I guess the benefit of having had no real dreams was that I was never at risk of failing to reach them. I also know of one or two people who did reach their dream and I am happy for them... but I don't know if they are happy.
So, my bigfooty brethren, what did you want to be? And why? When did you give up on the dream; at what point did you realise the dream had slipped away?
Over to you, bigfooty.