When I was a child, I wanted to be a soldier, a policeman or a firefighter. My concern was not the job itself, but how it made me feel. Desire is raw interest channeled in one direction.
As I grew, my desires changed. In high school, I did not know what I wanted to be. But the clock was ticking on my indecisiveness.
In college, I started in Creative Writing. Then, I changed to music as my primary course of study. Financial realities finally set in, and I ended up with a two-year degree in Information Systems.
There is what we want to be, and then we decide what we will be. Harsh realities emerge and the dream changes form. But it still comes down to desire: how bad do you want it?
Once you have the education, you need to get a job. There are only so many available, so the competition can be rough. And sometimes, you must settle for what is available until you can get what is desired.
I know what I want: to be a professional writer. With several works to my credit, I just need time and opportunity. It is no longer about what I want, but how I plan to get it.