when you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? i wanted to be a doctor and a major, like my father, and would proclaim it loudly to the world. i really had no idea what it meant to be a doctor or a major in the armed forces, but it sure did sound cool. every boy loves guns and battle, so the major part sounded cool (especially since i was a huge G.I. Joe fan); and the doctor bit just sounded very important. on the flip side, i wanted to be a truck driver (just thought i’d mention that). it’s funny to think about wild childhood dreams, and how much they change as years pass, interests change, and reality hits. as i got older, my interests completely changed. i retained my interest in guns and battle, but didn’t want to join the military to enjoy them. i no longer wanted to be a doctor, as blood just seemed too bloody, and way too sloppy. by the time high school hit, i was clueless as to what i wanted to be. i entered college with the vague idea of marketing and advertising (which would still be cool), but ended up with history degree (which led me to a job in telecommunications). i love thinking about the freedom of the child’s mind; children aspire to be whatever they want. they are completely unaware of the hurdles that will inevitably cross their paths, and the challenges that they will ultimately face. it’s so easy for a kid to want to be something, and that’s great. but it’s harder for those dreams to translate well for the adult mind. we allow so many things to get in the way of who we want to be, and where we really need to be. we allow so many elements to serve as excuses for why we’re not leading the lives that we’re meant to lead. reality is just that; it’s real. but it’s really what we make it. think back to your childhood. what did you want to be? is that dream attainable? or did “real life” get in the way of where you want to be?