When I was little, I wanted to be almost everything, at one point or another. I'd dream of being a ballerina or the President or a teacher or a chef.
Somewhere along the line that whimsy gave way to pragmatism, but I still can't stop myself from wondering what my life would be like if I had actually pursued one of those dreams...
Maybe I'd be at a private school right now, or maybe I'd be spending ten hours a week dancing or maybe I'd be exactly here, just with a plan for the future. But I guess I'll never know.
At this point in my life, I think my dreams are rather simple. I want to be happy and have someone with whom to share that happin