For the past year or so, I’ve put all of my focus and energy on chasing a dream of being a professional musician. It’s one of those things that I had to do. Many years ago I promised myself that once I finished college I would, at the very least, take a stab at finding a career as a musician.
One year is probably not quite enough time to catch a break in the music industry, but at least one day when I’m old and reflecting on my past, I can at least say I tried.
I’m taking a step back from music. It will always be a very large part of my life, and I might stay with my current band, if circumstances allow it, but it’s time for a change. I have that writing itch. And beyond that, I have a strong desire to develop a career.
Sure, if I remain relentless in my pursuit of a music career, perhaps it could become that career I so desire. But for now it just feels like a dead end. I’m not old by any stretch of the imagination, but I’m too old to be walking down dead end roads.
So I’m gearing up to try to find a job as a writer, wherever that may take me. It is, after all, the one thing I consider (even above music) to be my calling.