I'm 26 years old, and up until this point I've never really known what I wanted to do, until now. But I've soon realized that it isn't going to be easy. I'm working 50 hrs a week to help pay off some debt I owe before purchasing a truck, a food truck. My dream is to open a restaurant, a small restaurant, dedicated to my passion. Making wings. The reaction on people's faces is what satisfies me. All the preparation leading up to that single bite, it's all worth it in that moment. They say do what you love, and this is my love. I have won a few competitions with my wings and plan on entering more. Recently, due to lack of equipment, we weren't able to participate in a 4th of July festival. This event would have been good exposure for us, 10K + people attending. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't upset amongst it all, I had a moment of clarity. I realized, if I want this, I must work for it. I must do whatever it takes to get there. I haven't had a day off in 3 weeks. I've never been so fueled and motivated. If you can think, you can create it. Do it.