Everything about my future was ambiguously assumed. I would get into debtby going to college, then I would be forced to get a job to pay off that debt,while still getting into more and more debt by buying a house and a car. Itseemed like a never-ending cycle that had no place for the possibility of adream.
I want more—but not necessarily in the material sense of personal wealthand success. I want more out of life. I want a passion, a conceptual dream thatwouldn’t let me sleep out of pure excitement. I want to spring out of bed in themorning, rain or shine, and have that zest for life that seemed so intrinsic inearly childhood.
Failing is what makes us grow, it makes us stronger and more resilient tothe aspects of life we have no control over. The fear of failure, although, iswhat makes us stagnant and sad. So even though I couldn’t see the future asclearly as before, I took the plunge in hopes that in the depths of fear andfailure, I would come out feeling more alive than ever before.
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