In my most wildest of dreams, in 10 years, I will still be 23.
As it stands, I don't plan on living my current life forever. I have my desires pulling me to life of constant travel. In ten years I hope to be waist deep in tour dates and fan mail. As some of you may know, I turned a huge corner about a year ago. Among the aftermath, I looked at what was happened with my current career (if you want to call it that) and hard I was pushing against a wall and not getting much of anymore. I am in debt for an education that has paid me back in favors that will most likely never be paid back. Not that I mind using what I learned to help out friends and family, but there comes a point something has got to give and it was me who decided not to give myself to something I only went into for a job. It wasn't my passion. So I figured, if I am not going to get a career doing what I like and have a little talent in, that I would do something I LOVE and also have some talent talent in. Which, in this case, is music. Specifically, singing.
I dedicated my time to music. (When not working) I went over with a friend of mine to his college and he helped get me starting and honing in what I had. Turns out, what I had was a deep confidence issue. Which was sad, because it was the one thing really holding me back. I began writing poetry again. And I am slowly building confidence by going out to karaoke and singing to random people on skype.
So while I am giving my self-worth a boost, I will work. I will write more/sing more/get out of my comfort zone more.
And in 10 years, I will have a drastically different life. I will likely have married and had a child or two by then. Daddy will rake in the cash and come home to rake the leaves. I plan on having a home of our own as well. I could go all over the world performing and take my family with me too. Hell, we could be a family band. xD
And that is where I hope to the be in 10 years. A lot of work is ahead, but I don't have anything better to do. ;D