I was partly feeling uninspired and partly retreating back into my habits of keeping everything I write super private. Some things have come to light recently in my life and I finally felt I could sit down and put it all into words.
It’s been exactly two weeks from the weekend that changed my life. I guess I don’t even really want to say “changed my life” because it wasn’t really all that dramatic. Its a change that has been waiting to happen to me for awhile now. I was just waiting for that one moment when it would all come together. I needed a moment that would feel so strong that I couldn’t ignore it. I finally experienced that moment and I couldn’t possibly be any happier or more content. The amazing thing to me has been that I have been able to hold on to that feeling for the last two weeks. The happiness didn’t just fade away after the experience. It stuck with me and its only fortifying what I’ve really known all along.
After college I wasn’t quite sure what to do with myself. I knew that I didn’t really want a serious job and I wasn’t ready to pursue any type of long term plan, but I started to feel like I was just floating around in my life. I didn’t have a purpose. I am surrounded by people on a daily basis that are so passionate and dedicated to making their dreams happen and I started to feel like I was missing something. To be around so many people in my life that are so sure of what they want, and eager to pursue it no matter what the costs, can feel a little intimidating even to someone like me. It’s been a little over a year now and I can say that all this time, although full of its ups and downs, was definitely something that I needed to experience.
I try not to have regrets in my life but as soon as my plane had landed back in Boston last October I felt I had made a mistake in coming home. When I look back now though, I know that I had to go through all of the tough times. They have only helped me define what I want out of my life. I was distracted from making anything happen before because I was too comfortable with the things I already had, even if they weren’t the best for me. My decision to move back out to Arizona was an attempt to change that, to begin to pursue something real, something that would make me truly happy.
The last few years of my life spent hanging out with musicians, going to shows, selling merch, and being what I like to call a “professional music fan” have hinted to me many times that I should work in the music industry, that maybe that type of career might make me happy. My love of traveling, meeting new people, and ability to handle insanely chaotic situations have made me think many times that I would be successful touring and managing. Until now I wasn’t absolutely sure that that was the right path for me and I had only ever toyed with the idea of actually pursuing that kind of career. I’ve come to realize that I am only getting older, and its either now or never.
I have had endless conversations with those I am closest to, trying to sort through how I felt about it, the pros and cons, questioning if I would be successful at it, etc. I just seemed to be continually pussy-footing around the issue. Well, I can tell everyone now that I am done with all of that. After that weekend I can say that I am absolutely sure that this is what I want to do. I just turned 23. Its time to take a risk and go for it. I know I won’t be happier any other way.
I have finally come to understand what fuels all of the people in my life. Its amazing knowing that something feels so right, that nothing can derail you from at least attempting to make it happen. Just like in the rest of your life there are no guarantees that things will work out. That doesn’t mean that there isn’t a point to trying anyways. As John Lennon said “life is what happens while you’re making other plans”. Well I am going to make other plans, but I want to enjoy my life on the way there.
I had a feeling the last few months were leading up to something, and silly me thought that it might just be starting my life again out in Arizona. I’ve never been so glad to be so wrong. After Bamboozle, Warped Tour, meeting my friend Amanda, and that weekend, I couldn’t possibly be more sure of where I need to go and what I need to do. There is just something amazing about going on the road and essentially sharing your love of music with other people. I am not a musician, although I have had my moments, but I can say that music is my life. I love listening to it, talking about it, seeing it played live, and surrounding myself with those who create it. I know that this is where I want to be, at least for now. This is what makes me happiest. Plans are certainly in motion for me, and we will have to wait and see what will become of them…….