Studied one of my passions,
got to explore Los Angeles,
and made a lot of great friendships.
Really so grateful for the opportunity to go to university.
But the decision to choose
an education over an invitation
from a prestigious racing school
for a prized scholarship runoff,
both absurdly expensive
and possibly career advancing,
still continued to linger in my mind.
This maddening itch to go racing
would never go away.
Night after night,
I'd continue to ask myself,
but what if?