At the end of the school years, when it was time to fill slam books, in my life goals section I often wrote: “I want to grow up to be an admirable personality.”
That was just a lame way to say that I have haven’t figured it out yet.
Before I came up with this pretentious yet respectable (to me!) sounding goal, it was something like an engineer or something.
I even considered becoming a journalist, a teacher, a bank employee, and many other things that are absolutely out of my current range of achievement.
But before everything else, I enjoyed reading.
I read all types of magazines, books, and newspapers whenever I could find them.
Reading sources were not so many back then, and not everything I read was important, meaningful, or useful.
But it gave me a strange high…which is very difficult to achieve nowadays.
But reading doesn’t get you a job, does it? (If there is a job that requires people to read, please sign me up for it!)