I dreamt of making cheese for a living for a while. I had an image in my head of me sitting in a beautiful landscape somewhere in France, enjoying a glass of wine while eating the cheese I had made. Making cheese seemed like the most sublime form of art to me.

Inspired I did some research on the internet and found "dairy technologists" were working in factories made of steel, wearing plastic protective clothing.

I closed the browser and didn't want to make cheese anymore. I told my friend about my dreams of becoming one of the great cheese makers. He didn't say anything and looked at me with a slight frown.