I use to teach singing. Pop music mostly, but that’s not the point. The experience of peeling away the walls that everyday life has forced us to build, and sharing an experience with a stranger, was awesome. It was tremendously satisfying.
My everyday life now, has social constraints that won’t allow me to speak at any volume greater than a strong whisper–and it sucks. I walk in everyday void of any emotion, and numbed by the passionless, emotionless drool of work I have to do. It’s not the works’ fault, some people are excited by the industry I work in; I’m just not one of them.
I’m being pressured to settle, and I almost lost my direction. Enormous workloads and constant work-related depression slowly gnawed away at my wall. It almost crumbled.
Today I realized that, it was a personal career decision that brought me to where I am. I can still choose, and I still have options.
The only difference is that my options need to be backed with a fat emergency fund. There are obligations and responsibilities in life and I can’t just throw them to the wind.