But she also wants to know what I want to be and what Mr Goog wants to be. The fact that she hasn’t twigged that we are both already grown up is either a great compliment or a searing comment on the nature of our lack of maturity. But as always, I’ll take the compliment and ignore the other.
Mr Goog says he wants to be a pilot. He skips over the part where that dream was trampled by the Air Force when he made it through all of their testing (a full day of it) and got turned down at the last hurdle because of a couple of school reports that said he could have applied himself more.
I say I want to be a writer. Occasionally getting paid for something I write is all kinds of awesome. So I guess I get to call myself a writer now. But the vast majority of the opportunities this blog has thrown my way isn’t in the writing arena it’s in social media work. Sometimes it’s hard to imagine that people pay me to be on twitter or facebook or pinterest. But they do. It’s pretty surreal. Even though sometimes it feels like I need a multiple personality to be in my personal social media and then switch to being in various other brands’ social media.
But the way this work has evolved over the last three years has me thinking about where I will take myself in the next three. So many ideas. So little time.