What I want to be when I grow up...

When I was a young kid, I wanted to grow up to be a bus driver, and a fireman, and a policeman, and a nurse, and a chef, and an astronaut... As you can tell, I was very indecisive as a child who couldn't decide what to grow up to be.

And even now I still can't.. I'm all grown up by now, but I still haven't decided what I want to be. I still think of pursuing a different and new career than the one I'm curently in. I still think it'll be cool to be a dancer, a photographer, a writer, a nurse, an aerobics instructor....

I don't think I've found my destiny. I'll recognise it when I see it. Destiny will be the work of my final calling. Work will no longer be tedious and tiresome, but I'll be performing my life's passion. I will fit into my life's work like a missing piece of jigsaw fits into the rest of the puzzle. My heart will be satisfied, and I'll be living and breathing my work. I'll go to work and wake up longing to have a go at it again.

And with that whole list of convoluted analogies crashing into each other in a jarring cacophony, I can't wait to grow up some more, to be what I'm suppose to be.