make mistakes, just make a choice.
When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grow up… Our answers were things like astronaut, president, or in my case, princess. When we were ten, they asked us again and we answered - rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we’ve grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how about this: who the hell knows? This isn’t the time to make hard and fast decisions, it’s the time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in love - a lot. Major in Philosophy because there’s no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind, then change it again because nothing is permanent. So make as many mistakes as you can, that way someday when they ask again what we want we want to be, we won’t have to guess. We’ll know.
