I wrote this on the 19th of January, 2026, just before bed.
As a kid, I was always asked:
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
And 3 year old me could instantly pull up a drawing of an adult me with a green cap on making an unspecified rectangular object and proudly state that I wanted to be a toy maker. But why?

3 year old me with a blue tongue.
I wanted to create. I wanted to push my imagination to its limits and invent things that had never existed before—objects that could be defined entirely by my own design. LEGO served as the building blocks to my intangible thoughts, the medium between the fiction in my head and the reality placed into a child’s hands. The same primal creative instinct has persevered into my exposure of the digital space with Minecraft, and now, in the form of maths.
I also loved problem solving. I was obsessed with mechas from Super Sentai and Transformers, completely fascinated by how they could shift from one form to another so seamlessly, then combine into something even bigger (Like how is that not cool?). In another life, or perhaps even this one, I could—or should—have been, an engineer.
So why didn’t I choose to be one as a kid? Or why not an artist for that matter? Artists create deeply personal work, so why did I so stubbornly choose the more unorthodox choice of a toy maker? Maybe it was because I didn’t fully understand what engineers did until I was 15, but even if I had known back then, I have a feeling that I would have stuck to my guns.
Only now, after 18 years, have both the question and the answer been so painfully clear. It’s simple. Toys make people happy.
I want people to have fun. I want them to feel inspired by toys the same way I was. I want them to smile. It was never really about the toys themselves; it was always about those who play with them.
Now that I’m a little older, and will be even more so by tomorrow, I’ve realized that these three philosophies have defined, well, Me. I create videos and music and websites and all these countless side projects because I still love to create. I love learning and pushing myself because I’m drawn to solving the mysteries and meanings of the universe, or just ways to improve and become better.
But most of all, I want to inspire. The passion that fueled my childhood dreams still holds true within my heart, no matter the form it takes. Whether through the articles I write as a writer, the videos I produce as a content creator, or the small sparks of curiosity I put out into the world as myself, to me it’s all the same: they’re things that, hopefully, bring a little joy into someone’s hands.
So yeah. I want to be a toy maker.