Come join me gentle breeze..Tell me tales of your journeys..Take me embracing wind..Bring me to places..I’ve only dreamed..Show me wonders you have seen..
ps : I haven’t got anything for today’s random prompt, So I’d like to share this :)
When I was 10, I wanted to be a great many things, A fireman to save people and a cop to protect those I cared about. These were all motivated from living in Iquique, Chile back in the early days when poverty and petty crime was rampant.
I do miss it a lot though, the simple life of the wonder years. How about you? what did you want to be at the tender age of 10?