What do I want to be when I grow up?

When do you decide what you want to be when you grow up? I’m 31 years old and I still have no idea. Like, really no idea. I first moved to Boston so that I could get my master’s in journalism. Well, that lasted one semester until I realized that I am a text-book introvert and approaching complete strangers to get a good “sound bite” completely terrified me. Okay, full disclosure. I didn’t even last the semester. I withdrew right[Read more]