Who Would You Be

We’re given a label, an image embedded description of our lives laid on paper or vocalised through a profession.

Who would you be if the world didn’t give you a box to tick? or criteria to meet. If there were no restrictions to your dreams, nor any limitations to how much or what you could achieve.

If someone said you could be/do/create/love anything, what would you do?

I would write. As I already am, but I would be a write-r. That’s a dream. To create for a living – or one of my goals anyways. Not a whole one. Not the only one. I have so many lil ambitions that I hold. I think that’s how a lot of us are unless you’re the one percent who knows EXACTLY what they want to do in life.

See, for as long as I’ve known I’ve had a love for writing. Though I didn’t share this passion. It was only ever delivered during A level English through creative coursework assignments. That was my limit. I didn’t ever think to branch out and experiment with words and see where it would take me.

I just loved the idea to create.

Aside from my hobbies, as this it what blogging currently is –

I would want a job in a field of work which helps the vulnerable. Or those who are victims. Maybe in psychology, a detective, missing peoples officer – I’m not sure yet, I’m hoping my degree and university experience and life will help me figure it out.

Whatever I do I want to be good. And most of all happy.

Who would you be?

Fyza.