This morning, my local radio presenter posed the following question ...
what do you think you'd be doing today, if you weren't doing what you're actually doing today?
Well, that really got me thinking. I took it to mean work (although it could have meant anything, of course). From the age of 12 I always thought I would be doing something related to writing, journalism, maybe even becoming a novelist. And so I did for a short while, but then I ended up dedicating my life (willingly) to my family.
The book I always thought I would write was, in fact written, by J K Rowling! lol That should have been MY book! All my adolescent poems, writings, musings thoughts and interests were all about the supernatural, the occult, the dark arts, witches, vampires or fairies. So that ambition went truly out of the window.
On a more sombre note, if I'm at all lucky, I may have another 25+ years left; but what am I going to do with them? I suspect I'm going to waste them. I don't have any burning ambitions .... there's nothing I want to do that I haven't already done and anything on a larger scale (ie. cruises, exotic holidays, new house, flash car) all involves large sums of money, so they're out of the window too.
Isn't it it's strange how your thoughts can race along at a phenominal pace just from one little spark! So to answer the original question ... I don't honestly know!
But it's really got me thinking about the phase ......
Mouse x
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