My daughter and I saw a young man perform his music tonight. It was an incredible night watching this performer give all of himself, surrounded by like minded musicians who collectively filled the space with their passionate music and voices. The young man was full of energy, intensity, was emotionally open, and whose voice had its own unique sound, an extraordinary range full of soul, jazz and pop. Later, my daughter asked me if I thought he would make it. I thought about myself at twenty feverishly putting my poetry collection together, all I lived for. Two years later, I was working a conventional job, health benefits (for the shrink) and a 401K. What’s the moral of the story: if opting out is an option take it. If opting out isn’t an option, you are prepared to sacrifice. You have a fierce work ethic. You have a freeway in your brain. You might explode. It’s cliche by now, but you have no choice. And that’s just your starting point.
Was there a fork in your road?
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