I really cannot be a journalist for my whole life. This arrangement will not work out. I realized this today while running around for quotes from sources for a huge article.
My love is art. I still love journalism, searching for the story, discovering things, satisfying my curiousity and learning things I would not have known. I feel compelled to write whenever I discover something new, yet the stress that comes with not being able to say exactly what I mean does not sit well with me.
I suppose you can get stressed with art too. With not being good enough, or not creating enough. Or having an artistic block.
Writing is different, once you learn, it automatically flows. Style comes naturally and it is not very noticeable in journalistic writing. Once you learn the format, you get it for the rest of your life. Easy.
Maybe I should scrap the whole university business of journalism and just go back into studying art. I would be less stressed and I would be closer to fulfilling my dreams.
But I know I can't. Simply because I am still curious about journalism and also because I owe it to the future me to know what would happen if I kept going at journalism. I can always drop everything and run back to art. I can't go back to this exact program if I drop now.
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