Oh please, you’re paralyzed by some fear of the future – that you’ll wake up at 40 and still be in the same place you were at 25. You’re overthinking this thing called “life” – get a job, work it, pay the bills, but in your spare time, find a rewarding outlet, creative or otherwise.
Explore, experiment, try, fail, succeed – it’s called living!
Pick up that musical instrument you set aside and resume your daily practice. Get good enough again to play a piece perfectly or compose a new piece of music. Noodle away under a tree, contemplating nature.
You’re 25 – your life is just beginning, not concluding in some sad dead end.
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