When I was young, I knew exactly what I wanted to be.

When I was young – five years old – I knew exactly what I wanted to be.

When I was young – twelve years old – I knew exactly what I wanted to be.

When I was young – eighteen years old – I knew exactly what I wanted to be.

When I was young – twenty-two years old – I knew exactly what I wanted to be.

And each time, when I was young, each thing I wanted to be was completely different.

Now, I’m young, but feeling older, still.

At least now, at thirty, I can admit that I don’t have a fucking clue.

But when I was young…