How many of you readers ever wanted to learn a new language? Naw…not really what it is you really wanted was to speak a new language and fluently, right? And what about a new career in (Insert whatever.)? Sure you’d like a new career in (whatever) but, most likely you don’t want to go through all of that nasty stuff like getting the proper education, going through that frustrating business of finding a job in that field and working your way up to something you could really call a job. I read a thing on Linked-in where a woman had given her third speech within the corporation she works for and now she had decided she wants to become a professional speaker. OMG Really?. That is like reading a chewing gum wrapper and getting a flash that you would like to go into commercial design. I once wanted to be a fireman when I was a little boy but now at 83 I have a discouraging feeling that I just won’t ever get that job as a fireman. In that regard; fireman, I have been a wannabe fireman all my life and I will pass on never legitimately getting on a fire truck and speeding to a fire.
But I had a dream one day and I just hate to give up on The Dream. Sorry Fella, that is out, now get on with something else. OK, try this. I’d like to be a writer. So you ask in your innocence, “What type a writer would you like to be, Art.” And I smile and reply…And Underwood.
But seriously folks, do you get my drift. If you ask how I managed to become a writer and a speaker and then retire and keep on doing just those things I love to do I would have to admit it was just pure blind luck.