3 pm and I’m sitting here watching James Bond. A bad stomach ache. I feel like an old man. Yet James Bond is much older, he is having a dog fight in his cargo plane with a fighter plane. Before getting bored and jumping out of it with a beautiful woman.
Maybe there is hope for me yet.
Maybe I still can be something when I grow up!
Hmmm pilot was and has always been my dream. Maybe I can’t quite yet learn it right now. Maybe I can travel around. Or do what a pilot does. Send people around.
La Compagnie give amazing ways to fly. I sold tickets for them. Does that kind of make me a pilot? It makes me feel better if I think so.
So no, I am not gonna give up on my dreams yet.
I would love to know what you want to be when you grow up. The more we learn the more we are influenced to be something specific.
One 13 year old girl wants to be a hacker because she likes to be in their business.
I am not going to write up anymore today. I am going to go and spy on some people and maybe jump out a car. I don’t know yet. Better then feeling like an old man.