The other day, my boyfriend asked, “What will you be in 5 years?”
And honestly? I didn’t know!
As a kid, I always knew exactly what I was going to be, even if I changed my mind the next day. I was so sure I was going to be the President or the next Steven Spielberg. By the time I graduated high school, I knew I was going to get my PhD in robotics.
During my last year of college, however, I found myself struggling with studying for the GRE - I just couldn’t do it. My procrastination had nothing to do with my inability to master the material, but rather more with my lack of desire to rise up to the challenge. Truth is, I didn’t want to get a PhD anymore - so I didn’t.
I graduated from college nearly 5 years ago. In that time, I’ve had the craziest slew of jobs and opportunities, that I’ve given up on what I wanted to be “when I grow up,” and simply focused on what I want to do now. (Consider my post on patience - you might see a correlation.)
But things are starting to slow down a little. I’m no longer moving between cities around the world, changing my job title every 3-6 months, or moving at the speed of I’m-too-busy-to-think-about-anything-other-than-myself-right-now. I’m figuring out what’s important to me, and I’m filling my personal life with people I want to keep for a very long time. It appears I may even be on the path to that oft-mentioned-but-never-realized notion of “settling down”!
So, then, what do I want to be when I grow up? Or at least, 5 years from now?
The last time I lived in one place for 5 consecutive years was from ages 9-14; to say that I lack a sense of consistency would be an understatement, so forgive me for not being able to see very far into my future.
Do I have to know what I’m going to be in 5 years? Am I allowed to keep things up in the air, as I have for the last 12 years? Or should I start setting some serious goals that come to fruition more than 3 months from now?
What will you be in 5 years? And how did you come to that decision?