What can I get you?

The single most used sentence of my life….

If you’d asked me what I’d say more than any other thing when I was young, I would have told you ‘no more autographs, please.’ But seriously, I would never have guessed correctly. Yet here I am, and in the past ten years or so, I’ve been a slave to that very question. For a long time, I was ok with it. There’s nothing wrong with someone waiting tables and tending bar until they figure out what to do with their lives. Which brings me to the conundrum, when exactly is that???

I know there’s no age limit on following your dreams and figuring out what you should do, but I’ve definitely missed where to start. The more time that passes is directly related to how difficult it seems to get started. This whole surviving and getting by thing I’ve got a decent grasp on, but something just has to come next! Doesn’t it?

Oh well, that was more that you came here for. Sorry about that. What can I get for you?