I read somewhere recently that when you’re searching for a new path you should go back to what you wanted to do when you were 6. Ask any kid that age what they want to do when they grow up and they’ll probably have an answer. From what I remember, mine was ved-erin-arian (veterinarian), small zoo keeper and ranch owner. At 10 I BEGGED my parents for a pony; at 12 I made a list of 100 horse names with my best friend Stephanie; at 14 I was learning to jump horses in a ring. And then all that stuff just sort of stopped. And here I am in my 30s wondering if I what I should really be doing is farming.
What if I just tried it? On a small scale. What's the worst thing that could happen?
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