For all but the most successful musicians, the life of playing music is a relatively precarious existence, based on keeping a string of jobs in progress.
No one at all can “have it all” without losing something very important. Top business people have no home or family lives of their own, and that is the waste of a life.
Platitudinous congratulations within a prism of supreme exhortation. There are no solutions to imaginary problems.
The only people I know, or have met, who are doing the jobs they dreamed of are the professionals, and they are tremendously boring.
Whales don’t actually swallow people: that’s just a bible story. I think we all know that. What does remain is the idea of a person who carries bad luck with them.