I hate it when they ask me what I want to do with my degree. I was asked at a family gathering, "What will you be after this?" and I answered, "I'll be that much smarter". That wasn't what they meant. I've known since I was a little girl what I want to be. There is nothing else I want to do so much as be a writer. But I never once thought it was realistic. And so I go through life knowing exactly what I want to be, and knowing that it can never be. And they tell me, "You'll figure it out. You'll find what you want to do," but I know it already. I have to find what I want to do instead of it, and that will always leave me empty