Head in the clouds, feet on the ground.

What did you want to be when you grew up? Did you become it? There was never one thing that I aspired to. Never that one thing that I enjoyed doing more than anything else. I sit here, at 32, still wondering what I will be when I grow up.

As a whole, I actually don't dislike doing collections. Now some of the drama that comes with the industry, that's a different story, but Collections as a whole has been good to me. It is not though, something I want to grow old doing.

I always loved the idea of owning my own business. But what kind? Several come to mind, but all a little too grandiose for my 'don't take big chances' personality. There is an OLD bank in the center of Merchantville that has been empty for years. It's a beautiful old building that has so much potential. I say to Ron all the time that if we ever hit it big that we would buy it and turn it into a dinner theatre. The building sold a few years ago and was bought by the town for 1 mil. Just a little out of our price range.

Last night we watched a documentary on the life and work of Jim Henson. (another of my random Amazon finds). This man has a love of art that parlayed into puppeteering, which turned into a multi million dollar business for him. How does that happen? Is it luck? Persistence? Why is it that some people manage to achieve their professional dreams and others will spend their lives in a cubicle?

Another part of me would like to go into politics. Nothing major but maybe a city councilperson and see where that goes... I would love to be able to look at my community and have the power to implement change where I think it's needed. Who wouldn't vote for a chubby, gay, middle class, activist minded, overly opinionated guy like me in office? I wonder if all of that would fit on my campaign sign?

Anywho... Chances are I very well might be one of the majority who spend life making my cubicle as tolerable as possible. And maybe that's ok. I have such a good life. I have an amazing Partner, wonderful friends and family, and hopefully one of these days children.

Maybe someday I will be in my office on the top floor of some huge building making important decisions while looking down on the world around me that I help run. Maybe not. But whether that happens for me or it doesn't, I am going to spend every day appreciateing the view from right here and remembering how lucky I am.