I Wish I Had KnownTuesday, May 12, 201511:36 AM I wish I had known, at age 22, that the Age of Aquarius would fade quickly into the 1980s. I wish I had known that I would find it difficult to re-enter the academic world twenty-five years after I dropped out. I wish I had known that I was capable of reinventing myself as I did at 35 and again at 45. At age 22, my carefully construction vision of myself at age 60 was a fleeting guess at best. I wish I had known that the best years were yet to come, that my 20s would be so difficult, that my 30s would bring me a child I never thought I would have, that my 40s would see a return of the wild girl of my 20s, and that my 50s would bring a strong sense of equal parts impending doom and no fucks left to give. As I approach age 60, Master's Degree well in hand (obtained at age 50), and working in the career I first envisioned when I was 22, I have found that whatever it was I dreamed of being, I was capable of being, and that even if we cannot "follow our bliss," as the late Joseph Campbell suggested we do, our bliss tends to find us no matter what, because while we take many steps in life, our ultimate desire to be what we want down in our deepest souls, acts like a magnet. No matter what the media, advertising, your parents, your advisors tell you you should do, you will still be inexorably drawn to be who you truly are. Know yourself and you will know your future.