<human>: Before I knew of the bullet train, I'd designed a car that levitated with the power of magnetism over 'rails' made of a cement mix, so as to be easily implementable over existing roadways. Before I knew such things were 'impossible', I designed a suit that could allow the user to fly using concentrated sound waves. Before I was 12 (like with everything else) I had blueprints for a functional blaster, like the one with which Han shot first (hint, it used mercury plasma). Then, I showed the designs to people I trusted outside my family (teachers and day-care workers) and got laughed at and called 'crazy'. Shattered (and with broken-home issues to worry about), I devoted myself to trying not to suck so hard, and at 21 have find myself in an academic program I *hate* (mainly because of the hiring potential, honestly). Disgruntled, I am looking back to those naive days, and to self-sabotaged attempts I've made to be creative since then (hoverbots ho! Imagine a drone you could fly to the store, use to grab some milk, and fly back without ever leaving your chair, or a drone you could use to do all your housework, etc), and find myself gazing at Mechanical Engineering as something that actually sounds exciting. I don't know... am I loony, and should thus stay with a guaranteed paycheck, or should I go out and say 'screw you' to those fools who doubted me in my youth and switch majors, even if I wouldn't find a job so easily?

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<bot>: Should I stick with a guaranteed paycheck in a profession I wouldn't like, or go for mecha-suits and drones in a profession I'll love even if it means less money?