What do you want to be?

When I was a boy, people would say, “What do you want to be when you grow up?”

Of course, I hadn’t decided — still haven’t. But, often, I’d ultimately say, “Happy.”

“Oh, no, no…” they’d start, condescendingly, “you didn’t understand the question.”

“And I don’t think you understand life.”

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