But when I was 3, I wanted to be a cat.
When I turned 5, I was more realistic in my career aspirations and wanted to be a fireman.
When I was 11, I wanted to save all the animals.
When I was 12, I wanted to save the world.
When I was 13, I just wanted to save myself.
When I was 14, my career advisor told me I wanted to be a speech therapist (but I actually still had a dream to be a footballer).
When I was 15, I didn’t really want anything, except a girl called Suzanne to like me.
When I was 16, I wanted to work in IT.
When I was 17, I wanted to be an animator.
At 18, I just wanted a job.
At 19, I wanted to get into web design.
At 20, I wanted to write.
At 21, I wanted to be a professional wrestler.
At 22, I wanted to be a karate instructor.
At 23, I wanted to work in Sports Development.
At 24, I had scaled back my ambition, I just wanted to do something in sport.
At 25, I scaled my ambition further, now I just wanted a better job than I had when I was 18.
At 26, I wanted to go live in Canada.
At 26 and 3 months, I wanted to go home.
At 27, I wanted another go at making the world a better place.
At 28, I just wanted to run a charity shop.
At 29, I wanted to be a librarian.
At 29 and a half, I wanted to work in IT again, this time teaching people what I know.
At 30, I wanted to be working in an office again.
At 30 and a half, I wanted to escape my desk.
At 31, I wanted to be a manager
At 32… well, we’ll see….
They say to follow your passion, which is easier said than done if you’ve never been sure what your passion is.