As a child, I dreamed of being an astronaut, a rock star, a firefighter. I also dreamed of being an engineer (even though I did not know they were called engineers at that time) to create a flying car that would fly based on magnetism (should I have followed that way?) And, umm, an archaeologist. It made no sense to study archeology in Brazil at that time – since there was only one program in the Northeast of the country, far from home – but I was passionate about the history of early civilizations. I still am, actually. But archeology would not lead me to make money, since the only way to work in this area in Brazil would be to become a teacher. And I definitely did not want this for my life.
Ah, life, you’re a joker… 😂