Anything you work on changes you. If you work too long on tedious stuff, it will rot your brain.
After a STEM-heavy high school career, I flounced off to art school.
First I took a detour through No More School At All Thank You Very Much, a wonderful year of local bands and wild parties and general late-night drug-infused decadence that left me with an abiding love of punk rock, twelve decorative earholes, and a nostalgic affection for neon shades of hair.
My love of mathematics and science won out in the academic end, but my brief foray into drawing gave rise to the below.