Grimm Week #6

 "Walking the Tightrope"

    For the majority of this school year I've felt under accomplished and still do. The only difference now is I'm spread so thin. I've attempted to expand my college resume, I may have over corrected my laziness a tad when I signed up for the musical, but I still feel lazy. My google calendar must be annoyed with me by now having to throw out countless daily reminders, I have yet to prepare for, but still inevitably attempt. I think I need a schedule makeover. I can't continue with this horrible balancing act, I need a vacation.

    I've always been interested in music, ever since age four when my mom put on Mamma Mia. My attraction to this art form comes from the strength and confidence it imbues in its conductors. Being an introvert, who ironically finds human interaction indispensable, and an overall awkward person directed me into this outlet. Expressing my individuality is something I've only shared on occasion while performing. Singing and playing piano, having control over the sound frequencies and tones that others hear and how that alters their moods, is what gives me that overwhelming feeling of power and control I so rarely experience.    

    My career goal to become a music producer weighs me down at times, I've always done choirs and piano lessons, but recently I've seen that as too minuscule to get me into a top music production school. I see how my peers are overwhelming themselves with extra-curricular activities and I'm trying to follow suit, but the stress is too much by mid-week and I struggle to function. My love for music is real and true and I wish it was enough to motivate me to achieve the maximum amount of involvement.  It feels like I'm being squeezed like a sponge, that every club is sapping my creativity so that there isn't much left to practice my music production which is paramount.

    I would not, not accept a gofundme donation created to buy me tickets to a Vegas or Hawaiian Resort. It's not mandatory but necessary, I really need a vacation to rejuvenate my creative juices. Constantly walking this tightrope of academics, extra-curriculars, oh and work, I find myself with calloused feet that would prefer a sandy beach.