when i was small, i thought i wanted to be a fire-fighter. then i grew some and wanted to become a computer programmer. and i grew some more and wanted to become a creative writer. and then i went to university and i thought a career as a physicist might suit me perfectly. and then i further my studies and i thought it’s best to become an academician. now i am a lecturer, and i am happy. but not happy enough to stop myself from thinking: am i on the right track? is this what i really want?

it might never end, but i will never stop searching myself.