Woohoo...
What is so wrong with big ideas, I ask you? Okay, I really just ask me, but feel free to answer.
I have these occasional ideas for a major or a career, but I always shoot them down. What is so wrong with thinking big? Maybe it's this renewed sense of being I'm finding these days, but I'm beginning to think that crazy ideas could be the best thing for me. I mean, when was the last time I went out on a limb and it turned out bad? I honestly don't know if I can say it's ever turned out bad. Well, okay, at least not something like this. Sure, I've "failed," but it hasn't killed me yet. So why not go all out?
It's all a little scary I guess, but lots of things are scary. Learning to drive a car was scary, but I needed that, so I did it. Well, I need this. I need a big idea. A change in pace. So... I'm gonna do it. (Don't ask me about this later when my resolve has dwindled, because it most likely will. Don't ask... just make me do it. I'm not even sure what "it" is yet.) I'm gonna crawl out on this limb. What's the worst that could happen? I could die, but most likely I'll just be paralyzed from the waist down. Okay, yeah, that was bad. But anyway, what's the worst that could happen? I find out I hate it and I've wasted a few years and a few thousand dollars.
So maybe I should figure out what "it" is. "It" could most likely be this crazy idea I dug up from a couple years ago. So here's the deal: I major in music (probly music ed) and minor in psychology. Once I'm all done with that, I take a little road trip to Drury, the only college in the area that offers a degree in music psychology, and I get my master's in Music Psychology. Yes, this sounds a little dull, even to me. Anytime I think about it too hard I decide that there's no way I want to major in music. I'm going to have to stop thinking. Music is the only thing I really know. I don't know math, science, computers, communication, anything like that. I can read, write, and sing, and that's about it. Anyway, while I'm taking these sweet classes at Drury, I can give lessons, teach part-time, you know... whatever time allows. I'll most likely still live at home, so I won't have a ton of bills to pay. Just tuition. Which'll kill me. Pay to go to school... who's ever heard of that?
Yeah, anyway, everytime I think about this is sounds crazier to me. I've decided though, that I'm never going to decide what I want to do. I'm just going to have to pick something and then do what it allows and make the best of whatever that turns out to be.
Tomorrow my resolve will be gone, but for tonight... big ideas it is. Woohoo...
I have these occasional ideas for a major or a career, but I always shoot them down. What is so wrong with thinking big? Maybe it's this renewed sense of being I'm finding these days, but I'm beginning to think that crazy ideas could be the best thing for me. I mean, when was the last time I went out on a limb and it turned out bad? I honestly don't know if I can say it's ever turned out bad. Well, okay, at least not something like this. Sure, I've "failed," but it hasn't killed me yet. So why not go all out?
It's all a little scary I guess, but lots of things are scary. Learning to drive a car was scary, but I needed that, so I did it. Well, I need this. I need a big idea. A change in pace. So... I'm gonna do it. (Don't ask me about this later when my resolve has dwindled, because it most likely will. Don't ask... just make me do it. I'm not even sure what "it" is yet.) I'm gonna crawl out on this limb. What's the worst that could happen? I could die, but most likely I'll just be paralyzed from the waist down. Okay, yeah, that was bad. But anyway, what's the worst that could happen? I find out I hate it and I've wasted a few years and a few thousand dollars.
So maybe I should figure out what "it" is. "It" could most likely be this crazy idea I dug up from a couple years ago. So here's the deal: I major in music (probly music ed) and minor in psychology. Once I'm all done with that, I take a little road trip to Drury, the only college in the area that offers a degree in music psychology, and I get my master's in Music Psychology. Yes, this sounds a little dull, even to me. Anytime I think about it too hard I decide that there's no way I want to major in music. I'm going to have to stop thinking. Music is the only thing I really know. I don't know math, science, computers, communication, anything like that. I can read, write, and sing, and that's about it. Anyway, while I'm taking these sweet classes at Drury, I can give lessons, teach part-time, you know... whatever time allows. I'll most likely still live at home, so I won't have a ton of bills to pay. Just tuition. Which'll kill me. Pay to go to school... who's ever heard of that?
Yeah, anyway, everytime I think about this is sounds crazier to me. I've decided though, that I'm never going to decide what I want to do. I'm just going to have to pick something and then do what it allows and make the best of whatever that turns out to be.
Tomorrow my resolve will be gone, but for tonight... big ideas it is. Woohoo...
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