While at music school, I made some truly amazing friends, with whom I still keep in touch today. My friends Ryan and Justin's apartment was closest to school, and therefore became our clubhouse. We would make grilled cheese, listen to loud music, and talk about nothing and everything. The late night jam sessions were my favorite. We would all pick up an instrument, and play songs we all knew, or teach each other songs we'd written, and sing into the wee hours of the morning. No one ever complained about the noise, surprisingly enough. One such night, several sandwiches (and several beers, no doubt) in, we took down the giant corona bottle cap Justin and Ryan had hanging on the wall, and signed the back of it with a sharpie. We all joked that it would be worth a lot of money on Ebay one day. Now, five years later, each one of us is making a living sharing our gifts throughout the globe. Amazing, isn't it? Sometimes I forget to be in constant awe of that fact and then something jogs my memory, and I am blown away all over again. How did I get here? How did we get here?
NEVER NEVER NEVER forget about your dreams. We all have them. Keep working and living every day toward them, and for them. Things may not turn out exactly how you would have planned, but then again, you just may not be the only one doing the planning.