People ask “where do you see yourself in ten years”?
I personally hate this question because it usually comes from potential employers. So you probably don’t want to say “Well, I hope I’m not still working for you in ten years and I’m really just here because I need the money.”
Ten years is a LONG time. I mean, seriously. Ten years ago, I thought that by 27 I’d be happily married and have a bunch of small kids of my own.
And here I am at nearly 27 with a much different dream and absolutely no prospects for marriage. I’ve never even been on a date.
So where do I see myself in ten years? Or at the very least, where do I want to be in ten years?
I want to be in Los Angeles, living in a small-ish, but nice house (if it’s just me, I don’t need anything huge). I want the sunshine of LA. I adore the sun. I want the coast. I’ve heard that the Pacific ocean is cold, but when it’s 100 degrees out, does it really matter?
I want to spend my days writing novels, for which I am a NYT bestseller. I want to be a vlogger. And a YouTube gamer. I want one of those amazing but expensive laptops to do my work on the go but also a nice desktop for when I’m at home. I want professional video-editing equipment or maybe even someone who edits my videos for me.
I want to casually run into famous people. I want to be among them, hanging out and having people recognize me when I go to the grocery store. I also want to not have to cook all the time for myself.
I want a group of friends in LA to hang out with, but I also want to still have the majority of the friends I have now. I want to be able to travel (for book tours and stuff) and I want to be able to call some of the current friends and say “Hey, I’m going to be in your city! Want to hang out?”
I want to be part of a church that speaks truth and feels like a family, much like the one I have now.
I want to travel to Indiana for Christmas. For like the entire month of December.
Speaking of traveling, I want a car. Nothing fancy. I adore Volkwagen Beetles and one that’s blue or silver or bright pink would be lovely.
This is my ten years from now. It’s a bit farfetched and maybe I’ll change my mind about some of this. But this is my dream.