I have a Master Degree in English, specialized in Northern American civilizations and literatures, with a minor in Linguistics (gotta love ye old English, the Great Vowel Shift etc.). I was briefly an English Teacher but kids today are real pain in the ass. And I was like it's either me or them. So I quit.
As far as I can remember, I always watched the sky at night with a feeling as if I was looking at home... If a lot of things hadn't happened in my teens, maybe, I say maybe, I would have taken Astrophysics at College. But then again, shit happens...