Like many millennials, I grew up believing I could do anything I wanted. I suppose all children grow up believing they could do anything they want, but I think millennials are special in the way that the Internet has given us a catalogue of options and the means to self-determinate.
As I grew older things didn’t go as planned, and my story of disillusionment is in no way unique. But I still had that dream within me. I found myself in my early twenties working a dead end job for minimum wage, and I needed something more than a punch card. The solution? Buy a mandolin and hit the road.