Single.

So, forever, people say "what do you want to be when you grow up?" and in general, people answer and the answer is usually singular.  Like, teacher, nurse, fireman, farmer, truck driver.  And that's all good.  I'm sure there are those people who know and have known for most of their lives, what they wanted to be and are perfectly happy being just that.

Today I had an...epiphany?  I don't want to be one thing when I grow up.  Why do I have to choose one profession and embed my life in that?

What if I want to be several different things?

I'm sure it's a monetary decision.  We have to have a job to have a home to eat to sleep to be insured.  We have to have a job to buy a car to drive to a job to come home to pay bills to eat and sleep and do it again the next day.

And, does anyone really wake up every day and say...YES, this job is what I've always wanted to be when I grow up?  I mean, yes there are some.  But I hear far more complainin' then I hear praisin of jobs.

So, what if I want to be a bunch of different things? 

Artist.
Cook.
Private Investigator.
Teacher.
Photographer.
Florist.
Gardener.
Writer.

I mean, why do I have to choose one? 

Can you tell I'm having issues with "this is how it's done because this is how it's always done and this is what's proper" this week?