If you have ever said to yourself, or currently believe, I never want to grow up to be one of them; I believe you should keep your bet in your pocket.

One of them being, one of everyone else. One who works for a living, wears a tie, commutes to work, spends little free time buying groceries, goes to bed at 11 on weeknights, or wakes up at 7 so they can get a little further ahead at work.

Things can change in a heartbeat, and once money is involved in the equation the things you believe were more passionate than your soul itself will disappear with the days, the weeks, and the months that go by while you are simply waiting for the weekend.

If you are like me, I feel for you. If you still have hope I envy you.

They say at 25 you are too old to become a rock star. I hope the same doesn't apply for art.

My advice to all, is to stay out of the real world at all costs. It's no fun over here. Having money is no better than having no money. In fact it's identically the same, except for one crucial point. Being poor can be a lot more fun.