When I was little, I never really knew what I wanted to be. Not much has changed in that arena. I toyed with the idea of being a marine biologist. But for a central Illinois girl surrounded by cornfields, that was just all silliness. I'm often amazed at how many people really wanted to be a marine biologist. Fascinating...
I digress.
I also gave much more serious consideration to being President. Of the World. Seriously. Then I learned there wasn't one, and again my hopes were dashed.
I never really set a specific goal for myself, but there was one vision I always had with regards to my grown-up life. I pictured myself wearing a black turtleneck sweater, a red plaid skirt, black tights, black boots, and a little beret. I had a little curly-headed girl (assuming she was my future daughter), and we were walking out of an apartment onto what appeared to be a city street.
Yup. That's all I saw. Some clothes and a random child.
Weird, huh?
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That's a good outfit...
Okay, that's funny! I love it. I pictured myself as an old lady in a red blazer with pearls sitting at a country club. Which is weird, because that is so not me.
Oh and by the way, I dreamed of being a marine biologist too...I think that's a really popular dream.
We should analyze this red outfit thing. Seriously.
I think it must mean something.
...looking down...
I'm wearing grey and black. Thoughts? ;)
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