"The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion." - Albert Camus

There are all sorts of pressures at work to keep you where you are.

There are societal & cultural pressures which are the easiest (even if not always easy) to overcome.  Yet, they hold back a vast majority of the population.

Then there are the closer, friend & familial pressures, which in certain cultures, can be extremely pronounced and restricting. These pressures hold back those who don't care about society's opinion, but care deeply for those of their friends or family (parents in particular).  

Lastly, there is our own, self-imposed pressure.   The inner-critic, the pessimist, our projected ego. This can be the strongest and most detrimental pressure of them all.  It's the same one that causes people to take their own lives, and sometimes the lives of others.  

HOWEVER, all of these pressures feed off two things: one bio-chemical and one metaphysical; which may be why they’re so hard to understand and control.



“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.” - Henry David Thoreau (but not really; read on.)

We've all been told to follow our dreams. 

Whether through the inspiring narrative behind every cartoon, or the reassuring warm feeling our parents give us. 

But here's the thing we aren't usually told. It's a simple change of context that may have changed everything all along.

The popularized quote above has been paraphrased and taken out of context.

Why I Dropped Out...

Why I Dropped Out...

I never wanted to go to college.

What?! Why?! Those are the best years of your life! Be grateful of the opportunity! Education is important! You need a degree!

Seeing all the families that wanted nothing more than their children go to university made me feel like I needed to go too. 

I forgot about my thoughts.

I ended up in a small town in Scotland, of all places, attending the University of St. Andrews.

I had a great time. I made some great friends.  And, I was about as passionate for my studies as a sugar-crazed 5-year-old eating broccoli.