Some days I want to be:
A Lawyer....
A Journalist....
An Entrepreneur...
An Opportunist....
An Agronomist.....
A Novelist....
An Adventurer...
An Internet Phenom...
A News Reporter....
A Salesman...
Some days I don't want to be any of those things.
Some days I want zero expectations, zero obligations.
Some days I want to lay in bed from sun up to sun down,
and not a soul has a reason to bother me.
Some days, I feel I dream too big for my britches.
Most days, I feel that way.
I was asked tonight, what do I want to be doing in ten years? Answer that, and you know what course to take now.
I find fault in that logic. I don't know what I want to do tomorrow, or next week, or next month.
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