(Momentary) epiphany!
I want to be a fucking archaeologist. I want to dig shit up and examine it and theorize about past cultures and events. And I think I want to do that for the rest of my career-related life. I don't think I would ever get bored with that.
This is a huge moment for little miss fickle over here. I have been changing my mind about "what I want to be when I grow up" since age 3, and never once have I been able to imagine my future as a "doctor" or "teacher" or anything else that I thought I wanted to be. I still can't. But I think I'm taking a step in the right direction. Maybe this foresight will come with time, or turn out not to matter in the slightest. But I have hope, and for now that is enough.
This is a huge moment for little miss fickle over here. I have been changing my mind about "what I want to be when I grow up" since age 3, and never once have I been able to imagine my future as a "doctor" or "teacher" or anything else that I thought I wanted to be. I still can't. But I think I'm taking a step in the right direction. Maybe this foresight will come with time, or turn out not to matter in the slightest. But I have hope, and for now that is enough.