Ten Years Gone

Where do I seeist myself in ten years?
Where does anyone see themselves in ten years?
Why do we bother the future?
Doesn't the present present enough to sustain us?

Well, for the sake of blogging.

I wish to see myself as a pharmacist in ten years. I would really like to be an owner of a local drug store, running all the business. I want to have two kids, but in ten years, one will be enough. I want to own a large house, with nice stuff, but not just to have nice stuff. I want most of the "nice stuff" to be yard-sale fix-me-ups. I want to refurnish a home with hand-me-downs and fixer-uppers. I want to be married. If my current girlfriend is my future wife, I'm absolutely perfect with that. I want to live in Prattville, NOT Montgomery. I want to own a Jeep. I want my parents debts paid off completely. I want my older brother happy, and my younger brother in school, and I want my grandparents living easy.

Now let's get for real.

In ten years. I'll probably be a pharmacist. I'll probably live in Prattville. I'll probably have a Jeep. I cannot control the future. I can only dream. I really want my family to be debt free and happy. I would LOVE to marry someone and have a child or two. I would like to be able to live out some hobbies. I want to be alive.

2012 people. Not really. But maybe. Maybe things will change. Maybe I'll live to see 3012.