When my son learned to play the drums at a young age, every chance he got he would play. He went all over town, seven days a week, if you called him, he would be there. He would walk through the house, stomping his feet, and banging of things with the drum stick as if he was playing the drums. Then he joined a car club, I don’t remember how many times he came home with another car that he put all his money into only for it to be junked. One day he made another decision, to leave it all and . We all have to make a road for ourselves through our lives. There will be many choices, not just one.