Love Vs. Logic
I wasn’t made to be a Chemical Engineer. It’s interesting, of course, so it’s not that I get bored. Nor is it because it’s difficult, since it provides plenty of satisfaction. It’s just that I was made to be an actor (or something along those lines). I was made to be a comic relief character somewhere, or a T.V. host or somesuch. I was made made to add a little color into people’s lives with funny faces.
Unfortunately this does not put food on the table. The mere idea of becoming an actor professionally is laughable by today’s standards. It seems every Tom, Dick and Harry want to become Hollywood stars. As if the saturation of the market weren’t enough, how good you are isn’t what decides how successful you are. It’s a game of chance, or rather connection. An overused example would be Kristen Stewart, part of a multi-million dollar franchise (whether you like Twilight or not, you can’t deny it’s successful) and a complete lack of stage presence. While she’s raking in the green, some great Donna is out on the streets getting thrown out of her apartment because she’s three weeks behind on rent.
Well, this isn’t a rant about the decline in social standard. Sometimes I just wonder how we can ever know what the right choice to make is? Something practical you can depend on like Engineering, or something you love like Acting? Economics or Painting? Construction and Dancing?
Logic has always been a popular fall-back for me when things got out of hand, but when does it become a ball and chain rather than a safety net? Where do we draw the line?
I know how I made my choice, I guess I’m just curious as to how you made yours. How do you decide between Love and Logic?