And I changed majors twice.
I dunno. Wouldn’t surprise me to see him go with his veterinary interest or military history or law or writing or TBD.
Nice to have all his choices in front of him yet. But I wish he wasn’t so consumed by it.
My problem was that doing what I loved, which was music, became work as more responsibilities and expectations were put on me to do it. As my passion became an occupation, I didn’t enjoy it as much anymore. I eventually switched to Computer Science and dropped out as all my music scholarships went away. I now enjoy music much more since there’s no pressure on me to do it a certain way or ‘on command’. I just do it for me, rather than for grades, or rent.
Just something else to consider.
Oy. I think he fell totally in love with newspaper reporting today. Helped along by the editor who is really taking to this mentoring gig. The world is still the lad’s oyster. May he enjoy every minute of it.
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I had at least five declared majors during my first 2 1/2 years of college, ranging from Anthro to Russian Lit.
(Just the facts, ma’am) ;)