I remember being 19 on vacation with my family, seeing a park ranger, saying “I wanna ask her how she got her job, how can I do that,make that my career”. Somehow, without an actual direct plan of attack or path, I’ve done that, exactly what I wanted then,and decided I didn’t like it very much. it was cool, and felt nice to do and to be.after three months I was ready to move on to bigger and better things. now, I have. here I am, doing something more cool and subjectively “better”.  they say men always want more. is that what this is? I wonder if I’ll ever be satisfied with anything...

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