He was visiting Portland, just like I was. He had decided to leave his career to pursue what he was truly passionate about: music. Just as I had with photography.
As we talked, I could relate to the thoughts, fears and emotions that were going through his head. I had been there. To be honest, I'm still there. But I can live with knowing that I tried and saw for myself if I failed than to waste precious time wondering if I could have succeeded had I give it my all.
If you've gone through this process, I would love to hear your experience and advice. If you're going through it now, feel free to ask questions. I hope we can help each other out.
