I don’t often dole out life advice in a didactic manner on this blog. As a rule, I think that a lot of stress, unhappiness, and anxiety (not to mention the horrific replacement of cookies with celery) comes from reading the advice of self-appointed gurus on the internet who profess to know exactly how everyone else should live their lives to attain happiness.
We’re all different. We all have unique paths that make our souls soar, or at the very least keep us marching forward. No one can truly tell you which steps you should be taking at any moment in time, because that moment is only yours, only yours to know.
I really do think you should find and befriend a super-talented music director as soon as possible, because then you’ll get to sit in the orchestra pit of productions, attend opening night galas, make awesome band and stage crew friends, and get invited to musician potlucks.
Musician potlucks for which you will, of course, make a triple-sized batch of Biscoff Rice Krispie Treats, because everyone knows that the only thing better than the holy trifecta of rice cereal, marshmallows, and butter is the near-unholy quartet[cta] of rice cereal, marshmallows, butter, and Biscoff cookie spread.
Biscoff Rice Krispie Treats are particularly enticing when modelled by that very same champion music director who made all of this possible. Hey there, Sam.
Or when taste-tested by your trombone-playing/DJ and producer/promiser-of-future-LA-dining-adventures friend.
Hey there, Matt (who also made an apple, rocket, goat cheese, cranberry and walnut salad for the potluck. Very good it was).
As I watched Michael, my favourite Wisconsinite, prepare a fire upon which to grill beer brats, I wondered for a second if my Biscoff Rice Krispie Treats would become even more delicious if toasted to a brulée finish.
Alas, I forgot to try any such Biscoff brulée, because the beer-soaked sausages confused me utterly with their beer-ness. Mmm, beer.
It transpired that I made far more Biscoff Rice Krispie Treats than we could eat at the potluck, but do you want to know the great thing about that? It means I can give you my second piece of unwarranted life advice for the day:
Eat Biscoff Rice Krispie Treats for breakfast. Tomorrow. Do it. Oh, and never choose celery instead of a cookie.