I often try to express how I’m terrified of normality and living a standard life but I realised tonight that it all can be summed up with that statement. Unless you’re very lucky we all have to earn money for the rest of our lives to survive. That inescapable fact is something that has recently been haunting the attic of my mind, as I approach the end of my studies. So, if the world has given me this fate then you can be sure I’m going to fight to do it on my terms. I want to love my job. I want to be excited about it. And that’s only going to happen if I do what I love.
