When is enough enough? I’ve always done what I considered to be the smart thing in life.
Go to college.
Choose a practical major.
Get a good job.
Go to business school.
Get another job.
Climb the ladder.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m grateful for a job with salary and benefits. But yesterday I read this article about a girl that couldn’t be happier being a bartender.
I’m not convinced that if I hadn’t always chosen the “smart path” that I wouldn’t be a lot happier and a lot closer to my writing goals by now.
So, now what?
“There is no right choice,” my former therapist used to say, “you just have to weigh your options and, ultimately, go with your gut. Either choice, you may wonder what would’ve happened…”