That last summer as a college boy, I worked as an accounting intern. I was working a day job and living on my own. I was set. But I failed to leave room for adjustment.
Work, school, work, school. I got blown off by my professor as being nothing special because I wasn't. I was in a premature rat race where I put in 100% of my efforts towards meeting obligations and 0% towards going after dreams.
The practical choice ain't always the right choice, but that's the choice I made in high school.