but I AM a toys-r-us kid
Well the inevitable is upon me. After 25 years of preparation mixed with health bits of delay I like to call “life experiences”, I have run out of excuses and finally reached the preverbial “when I grow up”. I thought I might take this time to look back at what I had once imagined I would be doing at this anticipated time. Thing is, I can’t really think of much. The only thing I can actually remember ever wanting to do as a child was to be an astronaut (but then who didn’t) which is somewhat ironic since I am currently up at 3:30 in the morning the night before my first day of work so that I can hear the sonic boom from the first shuttle re-entry in a long time, which could also be the last in a very long time (or ever). Hmm.
write something else
you write something else.