I have trouble defining this dream job not because I don't know what I want to do but because I know too many things I want to do. I feel like every day I come across a different job and think, "Oh, THAT would be my dream job!" But the next day is something else. And at the end of it, my real dream job would be incorporating all of those jobs into one.
I want a job that combines my love of writing with my love of art.
My love of food with my love of crafts.
My love of architecture with my love of design.
My love of nature with my love of cities.
My love of odds and ends like colors, memories ... the list goes on!
I want a job where I'm surrounded by beautiful things and a job where I can help fix the broken things. A job where I can inspire children to cook, craft, create and be imaginative.
At the end of a day, I'm aspiring to live a creative life.
I stumbled upon that sentence today, and it immediately struck a chord deep inside. I can't phrase it any better than that, I really can't.
((To read where I got his beautiful nugget of truth, read this interview on Design Sponge with Keith Johnson, buyer-at-large for Anthropologie. He is just one of the many people whose job I think I would love.))