I’m very proud of myself for actually remembering to continue this (even if it is after 11 pm…).
Day two is all about where I’d like to be in 10 years, and let me tell you, that’s a weird thing to think about.
In ten years, I’ll be a whopping 29 years old, just a few months away from turning 30. I’ll be saying goodbye to my “youth” and hello to my years of settling down as an adult, something very terrifying to think about as a junior in college. The full level of maturity I will probably have reached by then scares me, making me want to curl up into a ball and hide under my covers — as if that could keep me this young forever.
Okay, so I know I talked about hating commitment yesterday, but I think I would like to be married with a kid or two by the time I’m 30. Not that 30 is old in the grand scheme of life, but having a kid past then is pretty late when it comes to female fertility. So I’d like to not have to press my luck and give birth as soon as possible.
Career-wise, I just want to be making a comfortable living. I don’t want to be rich, but I also don’t want to be poor. I want to be able to take care of myself and my family and not have to worry about where our next meal is coming from. Hopefully I’ll be an established writer by then and thus winning bread from that, but if I’m still not a professional, it doesn’t matter. So long as I can support myself, I’m open to any job.
But where will I be living?? That’s another mystery. I guess I’ll be wherever my job takes me. I just hope I’m in a nice, safe area with really great public transportation. If that means living in a really big city, then I guess I’m moving to a really big city. I just hate driving, so if I don’t have to have a car, I’ll be really happy.
Wherever I end up, though, I hope I’ll have enough time and money to travel. This is probably the only thing I actually want to come true. I want to have seen most of the world already and be well on my way to seeing the rest by then, with my kids and husband in tow. My dream is to visit every single country in the world at least once before I die, so I hope that’s becoming a reality by the time I’m 29.
And I guess I just generally want to be happy. That’s always a good aspiration to have.
But now I’m gonna stop thinking so far in the future and go back to worrying about the wedding I have to photograph with my aunt on Saturday. God has His plan for me — as He does for everyone — which means there’s no point in sitting here trying to figure it all out. I’ll go where He wants me, and there’s nothing I can do about it.
Alrighty, that’s all for now! Talk to you again tomorrow.