Can you believe it? I had to choose weather I was going to be a superhero or a plumber. According to her I could become a superhero, but it was simply impossible for me to become a Pope.
Needless to say, that didn’t sit well. How could I possibly come to terms with such a ridiculous idea? So I never did.
Since then I’ve been reading, watching, listening, asking questions. I’ve been studying to know as much as possible about how to master one’s superpowers, what new faucet screens cleaning techniques have been developed, and what theological interpretation of the Bible is at the chore of the latest encyclical.
I bounce back and forth from topic to topic, from idea to idea, always in search of that fresh, new, exciting thing to add to my personal collection. And then, I tell all I know to the next available person. Because, obviously, I am an expert.
But what do my distinct identity confusion and delusional childhood dreams have to do with being a copywriter? Well, being a copywriter allows me to be anything I want by looking for fresh, new, exciting things to engross myself in, become an expert on, and tell anyone about.