What do you want to be when you grow up?

2 little things, that go through my mind, every single day. They always seem to crop up, together. I can't seem to think of one without the other anymore. 2 things I've probably always been passionate about.

I'm not always wanting to focus on the things that aren't going to well for me or that are making me unhappy at the moment, so it's nice to think of things that do make me happy. Everybody knows what career choice or activity that makes them happy. The things that give you strength, things that seem to belong to you. Even though you really don't know why, when or how on earth, out of all the things that could motivate you and make you feel fulfilled, these certain choices seem to be it. Things that you want your world to revolve around.. I'm talking about all of a sudden being able to answer the question that everybody asks when you're a child: "What do you want to be when you grow up?".
Some kids know what they want, others don't. Some adults still say: "When I grow up, I want to be ... ". Some people will never find out. I would still hear myself say: "When I grow up, I want to do... or be...". And I'm 25..

But, I think I might be able to answer that question.. Even though when I was a kid, I was always able to answer that question. I wanted to be an architect, I wanted to be an air-hostess and then I wanted to be holiday rep and finally a tour-guide. The latter 2 I actually did do.. But that's besides the point.

Everyday, the thing I say to myself, over and over, without me having any control over it whatsoever.. is that I'm passionate about writing and travel. These 2 things are what seems to make me happy. I feel like they belong to me, for some reason. There isn't a day that goes by without me longing to do both. Travel has always been a passion of mine. I thought it would die down, but it hasn't. It's only become stronger. As for writing. I've always loved it. But only in the past months, since coming back to Ireland, has my world started to revolve around it. Maybe it's because it's helping me so much, getting me through this period. I'm not too sure. But I do know, is that the only time I feel calm, is when I'm writing. Come to think of it, when I was traveling, that was how I felt about it then too. Everyday, I would sit for hours and hours writing about things that were happening, people I was meeting, places I was going, dreams I was having and plans I was making.

Over the past months, it's become so much more a part of me. I've even started looking differently at how powerful words on paper can be...and how certain thoughts, going round and round in a persons' head, only really come to life, when they are written in a certain way with a certain meaning.. I can't describe it. I just think it's such an amazing thing.. Right now, as I'm typing this, I can just feel the adrenaline inside, it's all going round and round, rushing through just making me realize how strongly I all of sudden feel about it..

Overwhelmed..by the realization..