Floating or drifting?

During the past couple of weeks, I have discovered that I have so many acquaintances and friends around me who have a grand plan to rule the world, we would have to hire Martians just to have enough populace to rule over.

There are so many 'Pinky and the Brain's out there, all plotting to conquer and dazzle the unsuspecting world with their business plans, degrees (although quite what one achieves with a law degree is anyone's guess) and clever designs. They dream of the specific goals they have set out for themselves to be reached by each passing decade as they turn thirty, forty, fifty and beyond. They master several languages and get snazzy certifications allowing them to (among other things) become a patisserie chef, if they really wanted to be one. Meanwhile, I am trying to work out how best to claim tickets on my air miles and I have only just got around to figuring out where I want to be in the 'near' future as opposed to the next several decades.

Apparently, people who succeed in life (however you define success) usually have planned towards that success, unless it is by true serendipity. I suppose that's right. They say it is easier to plough straight furrows if you have an aim, such as a tree on the edge of the field, to drive towards. I think my 'ambitions' are too small and modest to be called that compared to what some other people plan - at the most they could be called wishes. Perhaps there is a danger that I will drift instead of float along to get to where I want to be because these wishes may be considered too trivial in the scheme of things. But I think I need to get these small things right first so that my inner world is at peace before I go out plotting to join the Masters of the Universe (if I ever do).