Where do you see yourself five years from now?

Honestly, it’s a loaded one. Five years feels far enough away to dream big, but close enough that I can’t just shrug it off with some vague, “Oh, I’ll figure it out.” So, here I am, putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) to wrestle with it.

If I’m being real, five years from now (March 2030) I’d love to see myself in a place where I’ve got a bit more figured out. Not everything, mind you; I’m not delusional. But I’d like to think I’ll have a stronger grip on who I am and what I want out of this wild ride called life.

Right now, I’m juggling a million things with work, relationships, that nagging voice telling me I should’ve started that side hustle already. In five years, I hope I’ve carved out a path that feels less like a chaotic sprint and more like a purposeful stride.

Career wise, I see myself growing into something I’m proud of. Maybe I’ve climbed a few rungs up whatever ladder I’m on, or maybe I’ve ditched the ladder entirely and built my own thing.

I’ve always had this itch to create something. It’s writing, designing, or just throwing ideas at the wall until something sticks. By 2030, I’d love to have a project or a role that lets me flex that creativity while still paying the bills. I don’t need to be a millionaire (though I wouldn’t say no) but I want to wake up most days feeling like what I do matters.

The truth is, I can paint rosy pictures all day but life has a way of throwing curveballs. Five years ago, I couldn’t have predicted half the stuff I’m dealing with now. The good or the bad.

So maybe the real answer is less about specifics and more about a vibe. In 2030, I want to be a human who’s still curious, still learning, still laughing at dumb stuff. I want to look back at today (March 6th, 2025) and think, “You didn’t have it all figured out, but you were on the right track.”

I’d like to be a little wiser, a little braver and still very much me with some better stories to tell.