Dadd Volante

No it doesn’t. Didn’t for me. I lived in a twenty year old Ford explorer for almost a year pursuing mine. Didn’t succeed or make it big, but I wouldn’t have traded it for the world. Not every dream relies on college loans, dude. Not if you’re an artist.

I’d go so far as to say man, many dreams people have don’t require a degree.

And if they do? DO IT ANYWAY. I attended two years of college for film. Never got a career out of it. Still paying off my debt. Still don’t regret ANY of it.

Still getting by on the strings of my butt hairs in my 40s. Still wouldn’t take any of it back.

Never sucked the love for either dream out of it. Did I get depressed? Sure. Did I go through a lot of shit and a lot of disappointment? Definitely. I’m two years out from failing in my latest attempt at pursuing one of my many dreams. You couldn’t pay me all the money in the world to take it back.

You’re speaking to me… about me. About my experiences and telling me how it made me feel. Sorry my dude, I can’t agree with you.

Take those chances. The memories are worth it. The stories are worth it. The lessons you learn along the way are definitely worth it, homie

Counterpoint to all the young people: Never listen to ANYONE who tells you not to follow your passion.

It’s better to try, fail and learn than it is to grow old and wonder what could have been

Travel. Try new things. Eat food you’ve never tried before.

Get into the habit of reading. Actual books, not just things like lemmy.

Realize that literally every person you meet is a walking story, just like yourself

Brush your fuckin teeth.

Also: Floss. Seriously. Take care of your damn teeth. They’re important.

No, they’re Saltines.

Cracka.