(Not) Disappointed
I wonder what people thought I would be (and be like) when I grew up. What did my parents want me to do and to be? Where did my teachers think I'd end up? It's unlikely that I've fulfilled their expectations, unless my assumptions about their assumptions are wildly inaccurate (and in that case I'm unlikely to ever learn the truth, because I'm unlikely to ever ask for it).
But I always had modest plans. I wanted a job that would provide me with enough money to take care of myself -- security rather than wealth. I wanted a little house with lilacs, and lilies of the valley, and tiger lilies.
Mission accomplished.
But I always had modest plans. I wanted a job that would provide me with enough money to take care of myself -- security rather than wealth. I wanted a little house with lilacs, and lilies of the valley, and tiger lilies.
Mission accomplished.