When I Grow Up

When I grow up I want to be a postdoc, I want to have a job, I want nice things, stability, a partner and a house.  None of these things are guaranteed.

When I grow up I’d like to be happy, which means eating well, sleeping well, taking care of myself, and exercising every day.  I’ve been doing these things since day 1.  That’s just how I was brought up.

When I grow up I want a library twice as big as the one I have now, I want to publish papers and books on cartography and geography.  I want to write novels and poetry, and have them read by at least someone.

When I grow up I want to be able to pay the rent, to buy groceries, to not have to work all the time, or at least if I do have to work all the time, make it varied and interesting work, especially if I’m still doing it in my seventies.

When I grow up I want to be able to use the latest and greatest technologies knowledgably, to converse with young people about those technologies, and have discussions about how they affect our lives.

When I grow up I want to be a geographer.

When I grow up I want to be a writer.

When I grow up I want to be a teacher.

I want to be a good listener and a good storyteller, I want to make sense, and I want to be listened to.  Who doesn’t?

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