Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time, I wanted to be an astronomer.. Until I realized it took math, physics, and chemistry to be one..

Once upon a time, I wanted to be a cashier.. Just because I loved the cash machine so much..

Once upon a time, I wanted to be a "tukang minyak keliling" or a mobile (cooking) oil salesman (or woman).. Just because I really like the oil drum and the spoon to take the oil..

Once upon a time, I wanted to compete in the Miss Universe pageant.. Until I stop growing and realized that I'm not that pretty to do it..

I just realized that somehow, somewhere along the road I -sort of- stop dreaming. Now, I just live. Without any specific dream of what I want to be in the future. Maybe I do have an abstract or a guideline, but a certain specific plan on one? Nope! None.

Is it a good thing or a bad thing?

Good thing that in a way I just let my life  run on its course by itself like the water in the river. So I don't stressed myself so much of what could be and what should be. 

Bad thing that it let myself become lazy, without certain goal in mind. Just wandering around clueless about my purpose in life.

But I guess that's what I suppose to find in this life. Purpose, self fulfillment, goal. So, while I'm still in my twenties it is the time to search for one -or a few-. Clock's ticking!