Grasp at the Future

Reach for the stars, Grasp at the future

I can't for the life of me remember that presentation on careers in the arts from whatever Monday it was on. However, I can answer the other parts of this assignment. What I can see myself doing in one year is travelling all across the United States with some of my friends. We plan on going on a road trip. It truly doesn't matter where we go, we just want to travel. If we either don't know or don't care where we're going, it doesn't matter what path we take; we'll get there regardless.

In five years time, I ought to be finishing up in college. At twenty-three years of age, it should be around the time I have a wife, though that remains to be seen. I'll also be applying for a job somewhere to become a voice actor. There will never be a shortage of work down that career path.

In ten years time, at twenty-eight, I hope to have a little child running around, causing trouble the same way I did. Hopefully I'll have earned enough from voice acting that I can afford to have my own house built. I'd buy a plot of land outside a city, then have construction workers build a mansion extremely-very similar to the mansion from the remade version of the first Resident Evil game. Surrounding the mansion would be a forest of maple trees, whose leaves are always orange, creating an eternally autumnal forest. This is best, and least zombie-infested, image of that mansion I could find.

And finally, in fifty years time, at sixty-eight, I expect to be retired and living the rest of my life peacefully in this autumnal world I've created. It's a simple kind of life, one that anyone could do if they really wanted to. But it's my life, and there isn't anything in this, or any other, world that can stop my from achieving this dream.