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Life After the Aha Moment
When I woke up to the daunting sound of a drill sergeant standing over my bed screaming at me to get up, many thoughts dawned: "I'd rather wake up to an alarm clock, or a crying child, or even a small pack of hungry wolves. " Anything else had to be better than this. The time was 5 am and I was awake; not because I wanted to be or even had to be, but because it was their game and I volunteered to play. The drill sergeants beamed with pride even as they threatened us with extravagant pain if we didn't get out of bed. It only added to the gloomy mood set on by the early morning rain/snow. It was January. Barely having time to splash water on my face and gather myself, I fell in line with the other cadets. "Sound off!" they yelled. We weren't motivated enough. We grudgingly jogged along the gravel road. How far? None of us ever knew. And every morning, I woke up wondering, "How the heck am I going to do this for the next 30 years?"
That was ten years ago; I was young and doubtful. With talk of job loss, outsourcing and recession rumors I pushed myself in the pursuit of profitability and security rather than passion and happiness. It was never really about the money - it was about the freedom and experiences that having the money afforded me. I love to travel and learn and create. I crave for what Plato called the Good, the True and the Beautiful. Ideas fascinate me, and I enjoy communicating with others and inspiring their thinking in some way. People interest me, and I would enjoy a field of work where I serve as a mediator for ideas which need to be translated and communicated.
When I create, I feel engaged and involved in something much bigger than me. Being in the studio for hours exploring my imagination and pushing the limits of tools I have gives me a purpose. Time doesn't exist.
I've always worked hard and pushed myself, but rowing harder doesn't help if the boat is headed in the wrong direction!
If I could go back and talk to myself ten years ago, I'd tell myself that the right career choice is based on one key quote: "Let the beauty you love be what you do." - Rumi
As long as you remain true to yourself, and follow your own interests and values, you can find success through passion. Perhaps more importantly, you won't wake up several years later working in a career field you despise.
Awareness without action leads you nowhere. Applying to Pratt Institute's Communication Design program was quantum leap in the right direction. I was drawn to Pratt Institute because of the student work I've seen done through the Communications Design program. The faculty and course offerings are impressive and really compliment my artistic and educational goals. I seek to better understand who I am as an artist. Taking the slightest glimmer of inspiration, I can use words, paint, a camera or digital media to express my art.
If not now, then when? There are always a million reasons not to.
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its good just a couple grammatical errors, like the way you stated who wrote the quote you mentioned.
good luck :)
