In the beginning of July I packed up and started school. SCHOOL, AGAIN?! I know I know, if you would’ve asked me a year ago to go back to school, I would’ve looked at you, laughed, and then maybe thrown a bunch of sharpened pencils at you. But I am going back to school again, for the third time, and embarking on a whole new career path.
I’m going to Miami Ad School in Wynwood to become a copywriter. But I wouldn’t exactly call it school. It’s pretty much a playground for creatives to brew ideas and bring them to life.
For those that know me, you know that I spent 7 years in a university studying Meteorology and walked out with a B.S., an M.S. and this quiet yet unshakeable belief that there was something else I was meant to be doing. To make a long story short, I spent far too much time pursuing a career path I didn’t love. And while the “easy” thing to do would’ve been to stay on this current path (I take the term “easy” lightly, because staying would have resulted in me pulling out my eyelashes one by one), I chose the scarier route of just starting over—and spared my eyelids the pain.
It was scary to leave years worth of hard work behind. It was scary to not know what consequences this decision would unveil. Ever since I was a little girl I had told myself and everyone around me that I was going to be a Weather Girl. I can’t even begin to tell you all the blank stares and awkward exchanges I received when asked “when am I going to see you on TV?!” and breaking the news that this girl was no longer destined for the green screen. But truth be told—I never really was.
My heart was just never in it. My experience in Meteorology challenged and worked every nook and cranny located on the left side of my brain…and meanwhile the creative right side of my brain stood on the sidelines screaming “Let me in coach!” But there just never was that opportunity. And my heart could feel its pain. The extremely technical field didn’t allow me the freedom to express myself the way I craved.
So it was either continue waking up every morning for the rest of my life, dreading the day’s work that lied ahead. Or take that leap of faith and figure out what I was meant to do. So, I jumped.
Jumping may not have seemed like the responsible thing to do. But here is the thing—sometimes seemingly bad decisions walk around disguised as “responsible” decisions. And sometimes, the most responsible thing to do is going to feel irresponsible in the moment.
Because sometimes the responsible thing to do is to say no. To be selfish. To do the unconventional.
Sometimes the most responsible thing to do is to go with your gut.
Since I had never really considered an alternate career path, I had to explore, experiment and experience different things. It involved a lot of trial and error and a lot of dead ends. It was never cut and dry. But a year of dabbling has passed, and I finally feel like I am headed in the right direction. And all I can say is—intentionally getting lost has paid off.
I knew I liked to write and make things. I knew I would love to wear t-shirts and jeans on a daily basis and I knew I would love to bring my dog with me to work everyday. I knew I would love to live in an area where art and inspiration is just around every corner. And so Miami Ad School couldn’t be a more perfect fit.
And while there are still so many unknowns and questions marks, I just know that for the first time in a long long time, I am waking up every morning excited to do the work I am doing. I am waking up every morning feeling inspired and doing the responsible thing—doing what makes me happy.
“Our job in this lifetime is not to shape ourselves into some ideal we imagine we ought to be, but to find out who we already are and become it.” –Steven Pressfield