It seems to me for as long as I can remember I've always wanted to be a hairdresser. Since I was probably about 5 or so I think? I don't know why, perhaps it's something in the social aspect of it all, not to mention I've always loved doing hair. I still do.
I had brief flits with wanting to be an Ad Exec. (Thank you Tony Danza and "Who's the Boss") I took advertising in high school, as well as drafting (I guess I also wanted to be an architect?), or even a Private Investigator (Kudos to Magnum P.I for that short lived idea). But for years the idea of being a hair dresser stuck with me.
When I hit high school everyone and anyone (or so it seemed) came to me for advice. I knew more secrets about my friends and the people I went to school with than a priest does from the confessional and his own parishioners. I knew it all. And on more than one occasion I had people tell me that I should become a shrink. While that's flattering that people think I have the ability within myself to deal with that...I honestly think that I would either a) become depressed myself with some of the stories or b) want to beat the crap out of some of the patients I was trying to help. Probably not the best idea.
My sister always had this crazy notion that she thought I'd make a great fashion designer. I'm not sure where that idea came into play. I never really thought I had a good eye for fashion, not to mention I'm not the best drawer/artist (read: can't draw worth a lick) but I appreciate the idea none the less.
More recently the idea of photography had come to mind as something I'd like to take classes in. And truthfully while I still would it seems to have gone to the back burner. Today Alan and were playing the "If/When we win the lottery" game. Alan said to me "OH! I know exactly what I would get you!!" My response? "I don't know that his wife would appreciate that...and besides I have no where to put him!".
I have to admit I was floored momentarily...is that what I want to be?? A writer?? Maybe someday...when I grow up...I'll figure it out. Until then...I guess I'll keep writing!
One Last Glimpse,