Why is it so easy?
Why is it so easy for some people to just know what they want out of life? Here I sit, a 21-year-old high school graduate working as a line runner at a Hilton in Florida, and the only explanation I have for my choice is that 1. I kinda like the idea of owning a hotel one day, and 2. it was the first and only place I applied to because they hired me pretty much on the spot. Don't get me wrong, for the longest time I wanted to work in the hotel business, but...I can't help but feel that every time I go into work I feel like it should be my last day doing this job. I love the people there, and I love the idea of what I'm doing (making people happy, because who isn't happy when their stomach is full? Stupid people, that's who.), but I'm at home watching the behind the scenes to a wonderful movie with this insane cast and I can't help but wish I were a part of this. I wish I could make something that makes people just stare at the screen in awe. Something that ...