I wanted to be a ballet dancer. Family wouldn’t let me because it would ruin my feet. Wanted to be a Dr. Decided I don’t really want to be around sick people all the time. Wanted to be a great novelist. Now, I am a ghostwriter. How fitting.
I never really had any aspirations when I was a kid, career-wise. In my teens I wanted to be a firefighter, took some EMT classes and Firefighter I. Ended up joining the army instead. Now I’m in college and working security (the only job a former infantryman can get ).