When we were little kids, people would often ask us what we want to be when we grow up? Back then I would’ve answered that I wanted to become a Engineer or maybe a doctor. I don’t know, I can barely remember.
Then at some point we forget to ask ourselves what we want to be when we grow up, now that we actually consider ourselves as adults. I still find myself in a stance because my burning desire stands firm on what I want.
I want to change the world.
Whatever the means are, no matter how difficult it is, I just want to change the world. Probably work for United Nations would be a treat. I’m dead serious about this. I’m not trying to be hypocritical but I mean what I say, and I mean what I want. I want to freaking fight off poverty. That’s eat. Damn, if I can bring bread to the suffering kids in Africa I would.
Some of you would want to question why I want this. But I really do. Even if you turn my world upside down I will still want to change the world. And in some public gathering, given the opportunity to answer this question, I’ll answer it with conviction. Hell yeah I want to change the world!
And maybe 10 years from now, I’ll look at this post and wherever I am at that moment, I know it will all make sense.
Darling, if you’re going to dream big, Dream Awesomeness.