Dear me.
I just went to the info session of the grad school program I want to attend this weekend. There’s two sides wrestling within me — one side is the side of me that revels in being free from debt, and the other side is the side that wants to become a documentarian, realize my voice, and find my passion.
Two year program, $72,000+++. Either I’m an idiot for wanting to get into six figures of debt and wasting two years of my life on a wild goose chase of a career, or I give up the possibility of chasing a dream. Sigh.
“The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.” – Jean Cocteau
Being out of debt… what good would that do me if I don’t actualize my potential? Have I come so far to be stymied by my own lack of audacity? Or am I rightfully afraid of making good, balking at the price of entry, atmosphere, reputation and good connections? Wouldn’t that kind of debt, in this economy… financially ruin me?
Things to sleep on… for many nights. Some questions don’t answer themselves overnight.
