When do we finally grow up? That's the answer most of us should have given when asked, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
I think back to when I was 18 and ready to start my college career. I had no idea whatsoever which direction to go. I had vague instincts about writing and music, but didn't have a lot of talent. So, by default, I indifferently signed up for a business-related major. I'll never forget the agony of those accounting courses I took. Balance sheets! I could never get anything to balance. My check book is mute testimony to that fact, even today.