When I grow up…

What do I want to do when I grow up? I’m still not sure. I enjoy what I do, but not where I work (although I do very much like the people I work with). I’d like to do something more with my art and photography…but I still want to make enough to pay for horses and trips abroad.

Over the years, I’ve wanted to be a lot of different things, such as:

Princess. Ok, so I was very young. But who wouldn’t want to be, if given a choice? I’m sure if you asked Phil, he would say that I was one, anyway. :P

Stewardess. Not because I had any deep desire to be a flying waitress, but because it would be an affordable way to indulge my love of travel.

Singer in a rock band. Ok, so I don’t have that type of voice…but what a fantasy. When Wayne’s World first came out, both I and my friend Madelyn loved it. Her husband said “But, Mad – you pick apart even foreign arthouse films. How can you love Wayne’s World, for gods sake?” A Japanese-American attorney, she wanted to be Tia Carrere’s character. As did I. Somewhere, in the endless duplication of all the happentracks of all possibilities, there is a world where I am the one dressed in leather, screaming in front of an audience.

Own a bookstore. Not the most glamorous job in the world, but it would be heaven to just read all day, surrounded by all the books I could ever want.

Actor. I did study at the Strasberg Institute (LA) for a year. (Rebecca DeMornay was in my classes, actually – although I don’t remember her!) I was very serious about it at one point. Didn’t do very much, but I was very intense about it.

And so on, and so on. Childhood dreams like astonaut. More mature dreams of being a writer or Olympic athlete. Over the years they change and fade, and new ones come into being…what shall I be next? Who shall I evolve into?

Women may be the one group that grows more radical with age. ~Gloria Steinem