Too Many Dreams... Just One Life

I have a lot wishes and I definitely have a lot of things that I want to do in my life. (I want to go skydiving). Sorry... A.D.D. took control over me for a while. So... Yes... Back to what I was saying. I want to be a lot of things when I'm all grown up. (I wonder when...).  I remembered that I wanted to be a businessman like my dad. I've wanted to be an engineer... I blame The Sims. I've thought about being a doctor. I've also thought about being a pilot, cause I used to love planes so much and the thought of being in the sky intrigues me. And I've also thought about going to be in the military, since I was so confused with the choices of my life and I thought being in the military was a matter of kill or be killed. That itself intrigues me... I guess I don't really care about my life. 


But the thing that was constant ever since my childhood was being a musician. As much as I hate music -- I truly do -- I can't deny the fact that it's the only thing that actually defined me. I admit that I'm good, but not good enough to make a living and frankly I actually don't want to make a living by playing music, even though that used to be what I was aiming for in all my high school year.


If I had more lives I'd do all of the above and see where each of them take me. Alas, we only have one life and this one life I have belongs to God. He's the wind underneath my wings. So I go wherever He takes me. It's not a matter of like it or not anymore... I think it's already a matter of accepting that wherever He takes me, I'll be safe and that I won't be alone.