And I should probably complete my thought before moving on. Validation was the next point, I believe. Could I be a Swiss Army Knife that Friedman talks about in his book? Is it possible that my earnest meanderings could cease to be a cause of consternation and instead be a source of pride? I could really dig that.
The inclination is to read meandering as aimlessness, but it's exploration to me...and learning...and the process of elimination. I've elimninated several possible career choices by dabbling first. I settled on my current profession precisely because it doesn't pin me to any one specialty other than helping others explore whatever their whim or need might be.
I can tell you with deep sincerity that I could be equally engrossed in the phospholipid bilayer (do your own digging on that one) as I could about the Sawfish or Latin America or the wonders of Excel spreadsheets or the urban fiction phenomenon or analog vs. digital or how children's brains develop or the genius that is Larry David.
Yay me! But what kind of tool does that make?
And why is it that I suddenly want to break into song a la Julie Andrews?:
...What will my future be? I wonder.
It could be so exciting
to be out in the world, to be free.
My heart should be wildly rejoicing.
Oh, what's the matter with me?
I've always longed for adventure,
to do the things I'd never dared.
Now here I am facing adventure.
Then why am I so scared?
I know what you're thinking: "Who is this kick ass phenom who has referenced not one, but two of the hottest performers known to humanity--Julie Andrews and Roger Whittaker?"
It's me. And if you hang around some more, be assured that you will continue to be dazzled.
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I believe it is some sort of sit to refer to Julie Andrews as "hot," but nonetheless, I am truly dazzled, and assure you I will visit much more often that you bargained for!! And worse, I will continue to end my sentences with prepositions.
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