When I was a kid, I wanted to be Britney Spears. Then an astronaut. Then a famous musician. Then a veterinarian. Then, as an adult, a big question mark (still, a big question mark).
I’m the biggest dreamer there is and I’ve always been so passionate, it’s a blessing and a curse. I convince myself I can become something then I try with all my might to do it. It’s actually a problem, I admit. However, living with this passion means I can be whatever I dream up tomorrow. It means that there’s a drive within me that needs direction, but there is drive nonetheless. My passion grows ever stronger with every aspiration I daydream of. That is what will take me where I need to be. My mother tells me that there’s a common denominator between everything I dream of, and I believe her.
So, my dream job is to create things that will be remembered. When I wanted to be Britney Spears, what I really wanted was to be impactful on such a huge scale and remembered for my undisputable talent. When I wanted to be an astronaut, what I really wanted was to change the world, to witness something bigger than the whole earth. When I wanted to be a famous musician, what I really wanted was to touch souls through intangibility and create something that could be listened to forever; I wanted to be heard. When I wanted to be a veterinarian, what I really wanted was to help the helpless.
I’m a mess of dreams and aspirations to become more than this tiny human being in this massive universe. After daydreaming endlessly for the past 20 years since I was 7, I’ve circled back to the original plan. The original plan to create something intangible that will last forever. I choose the route that will take me somewhere I can be myself while creating a substantial legacy, whether generations remember me, or just my few closest confidants.
nina writes 
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