This past weekend a flew back to Kansas City. My first trip back in nearly two years. I never spent much time in Kansas City. By the time it was all said and done, I lived there a year. But KC holds a special place in my heart. It was my first home after college. The first time I lived alone. It’s the city where my college friends and I learned how to get on without the college safety net beneath us. Now, several of us have moved on to bigger cities, but we still all cherish the sleepy river town, Kansas City. Not to mention, this is also where I started comedy.
I went back to Kansas City to see my brother, along with a few colleges friends. My brother is my best friend so he was a site for sore eyes, and all the more of a heart warming homecoming to see how well he is living. When I moved he was still in college. Now, he’s working and his apartment is much nicer than mine. I was always big brother trying to look out for him, but this trip he was the humble host, generously lending a landing pad for this couch surfer.
I also got to see college friends. Some of the closest friends I have. I hung out with those degenerates that have managed to maintain a job, but I also got to see the young pups I knew, on their graduation weekend. We made a day trip to our alma mater, Mizzou, and we had the time of our lives. Stories swapped between the guys I constantly text, and flirting with old flames that have long since flickered. I even slept on the couch of the house I lived in during college. I’m not always a good decision maker.
Being around my old school during graduation is a special feeling. Being around any school at that time breeds something similar. There is an air of inspiration. Graduation time is the time of year all the 22-year olds are told to go burn the world down. Chase their ambitions and follow their dreams. I hope my friends that are graduating take that to heart. I hope anyone graduating does. It’s cliché and annoying, I understand. And in the end, not everyone will end up living the dream they once had for themselves. That’s okay. You may not even know what that thing is yet, and that's okay too. I didn't find my passion until after I graduated.But don’t let that deter you from trying. Youth is on your side. There’s a quote I like, it oozes confidence, “Don’t point to the stands unless you’re gonna hit it.” I love that. But I would like to add a caveat. You aren’t going to hit it unless you take a big swing. So swing.
After our trek to Mizzou, it was back to Kansas City. The return journey was not nearly as light hearted as the maiden voyage. We were hungover. Weary. Strictly sunglasses for the next ten hours. Nonetheless, we had to get back because I had a show to do.
Maybe I’m in the feels about following your dreams because this past weekend I was able to take a step in the right direction following mine. In comedy, there is lots of rejection and very few milestones. Very little is ever celebrated. A much more seasoned comic probably wouldn’t even consider this a milestone, but I did my first 20 minute feature set. As I mentioned before, Kansas City was where I started comedy so it was nice to get to do it there. I don't bring this up as an opportunity to brag. I mention it to try to relay the feeling that we can all relate to.
So often, I find myself feeling like I'm spinning my wheels. Like the rest of the world is moving on, getting new jobs, getting in new relationships, while I do the same thing week in and week out. Asking myself, where is this going? It is a daunting feeling and if you let it, can be a discouraging one. I stress that you do not let it. Remind yourself that you are here, that your life is its own, and you are allowed to really feel your experience. I had to remind myself. Part of me thought this was just another show, and that part of me was right. But another part of me took stock in what this "milestone" meant to me, personally. The fellow comics I started with got to see the strides I’ve made in the past two years. My college friends who weren’t sure exactly what it is I was doing with this stand up thing got to see me at my best, and they supported me and validated my decision to pursue such a lofty goal.
In the end, this is a very minuscule thing. But this world will pile all it can on you if you let it, so take the time to acknowledge the joy you feel. Take a swing and chase that wild dream. I’m not here to support delusion, but you won’t know until you take a shot. And enjoy the ups and accept the downs. Both will come and both will go but allow yourself to feel them both, and your decision to take the first step will be all the more rewarding. I don’t know how to wrap this up, so I’ll leave you with one more quote.
It’s about the magic of risking everything for a dream nobody sees but you.
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