Once upon a time I wanted to be a fighter pilot.
Then I reached higher... I was certain to be an astronaut.
Later I decided I wanted to be an English teacher. Lit. Maybe comp. Oh captain, my captain and all that.
Then I chose computer science.
Now, all that I hope for is a 9-5 job that I don't hate, pays benefits, and offers a 401K.
Funny how our dreams change. Once I reached for the stars, now I'm just biding my time.