It’s not a secret that I’m not really sure what to make out of my life, professionally. The secret is, that actually I do know what I want and that I probably won’t ever get it. Because of that, I keep on pushing it away and think of lots of alternatives that, surely, I could become good at, and possibly even really enjoy what I do.
But in reality, I just want to become a singer. And I’m not talking about anything overly fancy here, I’m talking about singing in a choir, of an opera possibly. But this insight came way too late. I’m quite sure that even if I work my ass off in the following year, I probably won’t be able to meet the requirements. I can sing, but I only know very very basic stuff about musical theory and playing the piano. I talked to my dad about this earlier and he was very encouraging, urging me to at least really give my best and try to do it, even if it means I have to live with the dissappointment if it doesn’t work out. Theoretically, it’s possible. I’ll probably do voluntary work for one year in the cultural field, and during that time I wanted to broaden my musical horizon regardless of what I’ll make out of it. I don’t know what to think anyways. I wonder if it might be better to be rational about this and finally stop dreaming about it and concentrate on the realistic, more approachable stuff.
What do you think? Do you feel like a dream like that is worth pursuing?
