Author: desperaudio

There is a saying from some far-off land, that if hard work made one rich, then the donkey would own the farm. And to some degree, up to this point, I have been a donkey indeed, trudging along in a set of rules that were superseded decades ago. It is a different realm with changed throughways, of fulfillment and success on unexpected paths. There is a way to plug into this machine, to adjust and learn until success. But now that is just a tenuous theory, as I continue to fail to adjust.

Actually I am trying to adjust to the university environment and its expectations. I want to learn and grow. School is a temporary reprieve, and a chance to hatch new plans. It would be nice to be able to make a living as an artist.

This time, I want to leave school with a plan, a strategy, for success.

It is a bit odd to be a theatre student at this age, and my perspective has changed a lot since I went to college as a young man. I am more interested in making money this time around, whereas when I was very young, I felt the urge to be liberated from the constraints of society, including the constraint of earnings. In some ways, I succeeded in that vision, but there was nothing laudatory in that success. I left the party, and felt proud about that, but then found myself in the dark without music or friends. The party is important, participation is important. Liberation is a lonely road, and ultimately no one cares about the liberated.