"Vocations which we wanted to pursue, but didn't, bleed, like colors, on the whole of our existence." Honore de Balzac I have read a hub by a new hubber (I know I am not supposed to advertise, so I don't), but what struck me was this quote by Balzac. I am bleeding so to speak my whole life. The biggest problem for me that I don't know what I like to do that can be converted into profession that pays. I dance and I write, but I am neither Isadora Duncun nor Honore de Balzac. How do you feel and what you do to follow your dreams? Or are you bleeding as well?
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