"When I grow up...."

.....I wanna be......

When exactly is that in our lives? At what point should we know, definitively, what we want to be when we've grown up?

One of my best friends and I had this conversation recently. We're both in our thirties. We both have some form of higher education. Neither of us know what we want to be "when we grow up". Sadly, we're both as grown as we're going to get, so shouldn't we KNOW by now what we want to do in life? Is there a cut off for this revelation? It's comforting to know I'm not the only one floundering, but really I would never wish that feeling on anyone.

I guess we'll just keep searching, mostly inside our own heads, until we come up with an answer.