For as long as I can remember I’ve dreamed of travelling the world. I’ve thought of what it would be like to learn as many languages as I can. And I don’t just want the language, I want to submerge myself in the culture of the people who speak it. I’m not sure why I find the way other people live so fascinating, but I want to try everything this world has to offer.
Who knows when that will happen though. Travelling costs money, so until then I think I will just work toward learning a language to get started. Perhaps if I do I could get hired at a translation service in another country, or even become an English teacher. If so, I could use my spare time to learn another language, and then move to that country when I become fluent. It sounds like a fascinating plan doesn’t it? I know I’ve mentioned it before, but it’s still right there at the top of my list. Chris gets frustrated with me for dreaming so big, but I think if I don’t have big dreams I’ll probably just resign to living a mediocre life. I don’t want that for myself. I want to always be dreaming and scheming for the next big adventure. I am still young, with a lot of time to make big things happen for myself.