I don’t want to live in a big empty house, with big empty walls and big empty things. I want to live in a house that has laugh lines,That sags and sways but is waiting for you, day after day with open arms. I want to live a life full of love and life, joy and heart,More than being “a great employee,” “a great innovator,” “a great [insert generic noun here],” I don’t aspire to have statues of myself for strangers to look at some day in the remote infinity of time, I don’t aspire to have endowments.
I want to live. I want to be alive while I’ve got the chance. I want to be with friends and family. I want to be remembered through the hearts of people whose lives I’ve had the joy of sharing. I want to have fun; laughing, sharing stories, hugging, playing. I want to work, too, but not for the sake of securing approval and having status, but for the sake of contributing to something that is worthwhile, that means something! (And I guess, that *also* includes making infinite jiaozi) I want to be someone I would’ve admired when I was a kid, when I was a naive college idealist with my head and heart in the clouds, when I’m looking back at my life, wondering where all the time went. I want desperately, more than anything, not to waste this life; to have the courage and wisdom to know how to not waste this life.I want this!
I love this.
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And this.Because this, even in its most abstract, is what feels real.
“I want to be someone I would’ve admired when I was a kid, when I was a naive college idealist with my head and heart in the clouds, when I’m looking back at my life, wondering where all the time went.”
The Grown Up Kids 
“I want to be someone I would’ve admired when I was a kid, when I was a naive college idealist with my head and heart in the clouds, when I’m looking back at my life, wondering where all the time went.”
well said, Iz.