When I grow up, I want to be a policeman. Remember those days? When we were little tikes, running around the house, tearing up every room, always dreaming about what we wanted to be when we grew up?
Well, I did want to be a policeman. I used to watch all the cop shows when I was young, dreaming I would be an FBI agent someday. Sad to say, I never made it to that level. Perhaps being 52 and suffering from arthritis has put a damper o my dream, but at least I gave it a shot.
Having failed at one goal does not mean I have not achieved other dreams. They say perseverance is critical to achievements. I would have to agree. I have always had lots of ideas and ambitions, only to have one after another knocked down over time. Yet, I keep coming up with new ideas, hoping I will one day become successful in something.
Oh well. As I always say, "Life goes on". Maybe when I grow up, I will be a successful writer........
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