Lately I have found myself scribbling down my Life Goals like a madwoman.
I'm prone to doing that anyway, because I'm dorky and I love making lists, even if they're lofty... But these days, it seems like I am pulling out my notebook every five minutes with something new to write down.
Mostly because I'm a little freaked out that if I can't make music happen for me, I'll be working a desk job until I retire, without accomplishing anything I've been longing to do (Nothing wrong with a desk job, BTW. I'm just wondering about that whole "'till you're 65" thing). In a way, I feel silly worrying about this. I have a good job. This job will give me a pension. I do my job well. Many people don't have these luxuries.
But. But. But.
You only live once, and frankly, if I didn't work my ass off to meet my goals, I would be one unhappy gal. I see it happen all the time - people get stuck, either because money is tight, or because it's easier to stay put than to jump in feet first. But time passes too quickly, and damnit, I've got stuff to do. So! I'm making lists, mapping out possibilities, wishes, determined plans. I don't expect them to stay the same as the years go on, but I want to keep track.
Have any of you made big life changes? Or do you dream about it? Fantastic failure, or smart move?
I'll start small for now. Skeleton keys. Gigs. Health. Moving up from there.