Ask me what I want to do when I’m older and I’ll answer with “I don’t know”.
Because I don’t.
I know what I DON’T want to be doing.
I don’t want to be stuck in an office job.
Sitting behind a desk at a computer for 9 hours a day, 5 days a week.
Only 48 hours to myself.
Maybe a week off once a year.
I don’t want to be living in one place for the rest of my life.
I don’t want to get yelled at by rude customers who take their anger out on me.
I don’t want to be depressed.
I don’t want anxiety.
I don’t want to know.
I don’t want to know what I’m going to be doing the next day.
The same old thing, day after day, week after week, month after month.
I want to live.
Live my life how I want to.
Be who I want to.
Not worry about what everyone is thinking.
What family and friends are thinking.
I want to travel the world.
I want to invent things that may seem stupid now but a hundred years from now, seem like the most brilliant thing in the world.
I want to sing and dance in the rain forests of Ecuador.
I want to kiss at the top of the Eiffel Tower.
Raft the raging rivers of Alaska.
Camp under the stars of Nevada.
I want to hike mountains, bike trails.
I want to travel to every continent.
I want to experience the things that normal people don’t get to experience.
Because I’m not normal.
I am a dreamer.