Two weeks ago, I found myself starting a second job. I recently moved into my ﬁrst apartment post-college and have had to start making enough money to get by. So not only am I working as an animator, I’m also a server at a ﬁne dining restaurant.
This has distilled my free time down to a few short windows each week. That’s not good – what I really want to do, which is to write and record music, has been going on hold for days at a time. This gives way to a feeling of utter dejection and hopelessness. But, I’ve also found that in those windows of free time, all I can do is focus on music. The situation has led me to become more focused on it in those time blocks than ever, because I have no choice but to do so.
However, I’m still feeling pretty low. I’m hoping I haven’t set myself up for failure early on in my dream career. I obviously still have time (I’m only 23), but aren’t statements like that dangerous in that they provide a sense of comfort in uncomfortable situations? Maybe the discomfort in my situation is what will propel me the furthest? I really don’t know; maybe I will next week.
Less Creative Than Last Week