I always struggled with who I wanted to be when I grew up.

I felt as if I had to rush to find the job I wanted to do for the remainder of my life, but it was never about what I wanted.

It was about finding a job that would pay the bills and would allow me to maintain a suitable life, living in complete chaos and stress.

That is definitely not something I want, nor is it something I need.

Now, as a child, I grew up believing that I was the next evolutionary make-up artist, or possibly an inventor (and this is about the time I stuck tupperware on a boogie-board and tried to conduct electricity).

While my experiments failed one after another, I began to believe that maybe what I was meant to be was a teacher, but it was just hiding under my nose this whole time, waiting to surprise me.

WRONG.

I found myself becoming more and more involved with the world that existed outside of my own.

I became obsessed with the mystery hidden in each star, the story of each asteroid, the face of planets and the past of the universe that existed within me.

I learn more and more about it each day,

and with each of those days, I learn more about myself.

I learn more about who I am and what I am, blessing me with the ability to see the beauty that exists in each of us and in the world we live in.

I love to read books written by Carl Sagan, Joseph Campbell and Neil deGrasse Tyson; each work embeds the secrets of existence in every word on every page, making it easy for the reader to get lost in the never-ending time-loop that is our Universe.

I never saw myself as an editor, but as I continue on with my internship, I slowly fall in love with the process.

My goal is to work alongside the greatest scientists and astronomers there are to learn more and more about the thing I hold so dear to my heart.

It will be a long road,

and I know it will be tough.

There is a world out there waiting to be explored,

and I am going to find it.