You really can’t worry about what I’m saying. You can’t worry about the flavor of the month. Maybe I’m your flavor of the month right now. Maybe your consistent flavor of your life is your mom’s point of view, or your older brother who’s guided you with good wisdom, but wants you to be a lawyer, and you don’t want to be a lawyer. You want to be a street artist. You want to take the chance of being an entrepreneur, or the reverse, or something else.