I buried my passions for years under bills, routine, and other people’s needs. But then one day, I realized my fire wasn’t out—it was just quiet, waiting for me to come back.
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I buried my passions for years under bills, routine, and other people’s needs. But then one day, I realized my fire wasn’t out—it was just quiet, waiting for me to come back.
and then
I’ve asked myself that so many times. But when I saw a guy in his 60s pick up a guitar again after decades—and light up like a kid—it hit me: the clock doesn’t decide what matters, I do. So no, it’s not too late. If it still calls to you, even in a whisper, that’s enough reason to listen.