Several conversations recently have got me thinking. (uh oh).
They're not in any particular order. Just the order in which I came across them.
As I'm sat here home alone (with whatever I want on the telly - YES!) I thought that I'd try to explore them... it couldn't hurt. (except for half of them I am no longer home alone... this is how long it takes me to write these things!)

1. Who did you want to be?
When you were younger, who did you want to be? Which adult did you see around you and think, yeah, I'd like to be just like them when I grow up? Was there one?

I don't think I ever went through a stage where I thought "Oh, yes, I want to be a ballerina", or a doctor, or a vet or whatever. The first thing that I can remember wanting to be was - don't laugh - a geophysicist. Stop laughing. It was because I found rocks so interesting. I have no idea why. But they are. Anyway, now that I've properly scared you...
I can't remember what I wanted to be after that.
Maybe that's the point, and I'm actually answering a different question to the one I asked. Who you want to be and what you want to be aren't necessarily synonymous.
Then again, maybe they have something to do with each other. For example, if my role model was a ballerina, then I wouldn't exactly go and be a geophysicist, would I?
Maybe I want to be a Chemical Engineer because the person I respect most is an Engineer. Actually, there's no maybe about it. It is.
What's really strange is that I don't know what it is especially about this person that makes me respect and love him so much. Whether that respect is born out of love, or love out of respect, I don't know. I know that I can trust him to tell me straight, no matter what he or I may think, and I know that he has my best interests at heart. I'd run anything major past him, and if he didn't think that it was a good idea, I'd definately re-think it. Maybe still do it, but certainly give it second thoughts.
Yes, he is the person I respect the most. And yes, I would love to be like him in so many ways.

2. Right, so this is the embarrassing bit where I have to admit that I have no idea which convos I was going on about... So here (rather abruptly) endeth the blog post.