I want to experience all the colours of the rainbow. Just as soon as I decide what my rainbow actually is. That’s the issue you see, I’m not quite sure what I want to be when I grow up.
Ask me what I want and sure, I want to be a good daughter, a good friend. I want to do well at work, I want to make time to be creative, I want to read, drink coffee in the sun. But ask me what I actually want to be? I don’t know. When someone asks “what do you do”, I have a vague answer based around those things I do for my day job but more and more, I wish I had a different answer. I want to say I’m a writer, or a photographer, a … well, I don’t know.
So my question for the universe (the one inside my head) is: what do I want to be when I grow up?