Today I exchanged emails with someone encouraging me to “make this easy”.
I explained to the person that I’m not interested in choosing “easy” for my life anymore. I already TRIED the “easy” way.
As it turns out, it was so immensely hard that it nearly killed me. And it wasn’t worth anything at all in the end either.
Now? I’m choosing passion. I’ll work my ASS off to get where I wanna go. I would rather go through the hard cost of learning how to fly, over dying on the vine. I will not leave my life with my music still in me. My life will be filled with things that fit me and light me on fire….even when pursuing them, insisting on them, fighting for them, is so hard I can barely breathe.
I’ve had easy. Easy was too hard for me.
