I see dead people.

I was looking through old stuff in my room in China today. It's filled with all sorts of wonderful stuff that my parents decided to leave behind when they left for America. In the depths of one drawer I found a ton of ID cards and receipts and stuff that belonged to my grandfather on my mom's side. It was like a ton of 1-pixel-wide strips of points in his life. It was awesome imagining the other parts of the picture: why he got that card, what he was thinking, etc. (by the way, people reading this on Facebook, I'll post photos of all the old stuff when I get back)

I hear I was a lot like him, and that I'd like him, had he not died. It's pretty depressing to think that you lost a chance to know someone, especially someone who you can learn from, or enjoy the company of. Which kinda leads into why archaeology is so cool -- you get to find out things about dead people, who lived in a totally different world than you, and you get to be the first to know these things in like hundreds or thousands of years, and you get to make connections to what we already know about the time period, which makes the picture that much more complete.

tl;dr:
1. Not having the chance to know people sucks.
2. Figuring out the stories of dead people's lives rocks.
3. Being an archaeologist or a historian rocks.
4. I feel like I know what I want to do when I grow up! Of course, this might change, but as of now being an archaeologist seems like the kind of thing I'd love to do.