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Where you’d like to be in 10 years.

First and foremost… alive. We all like to rush into questions like this with the obvious like a good job, a family, lots of money, a really nice car… you know the deal. How can you have all these things if you’re 6 feet under? Every day is a miracle and a blessing. Don’t worry, I won’t be cramming Bible verses down your throat. All I’m saying is: don’t take these days for granted. Too many things happen, and too many forces are at work in this world, that not a single day is guaranteed. Cherish each one as if it were the last. 

So, in 10 years, I will be 31 going on 32. I want to be alive. With amazing health. By then, I want to have established myself towards a specific career path. Possibly in psychology or marketing/advertising. Regardless, I want it to be something I love and am passionate about. I’m sure I would want a child by then. Not sure if I will go the natural or adoptive route… most likely adoptive. I want to live in a safe neighborhood in Southern California. I want to remain close to my friends, and even closer to my family.

You’re probably thinking that I forgot to write “tall, handsome, trophy husband”. I didn’t. Whoever I am with at that point is who makes me happiest, whether it be a man or myself. You’re probably also thinking that I forgot to write “complete and utter happiness”. I didn’t. If I have life, great health, a healthy child, a career that I love, family, friends, and a safe residence in Southern California… then, I’m exactly where I want and need to be.