I must clarify now if I did not do so earlier that when I say “job” I mean doing work that you hate that encompasses all of your days and hours that exhausts you, makes you depressed, makes you hate your life, makes your body weak. Taking a part time job that is “just ok” so that you can do what you really want is of course, fine. I just read out a filmmaker who made documentaries who was so passionate about his work, but as he is not a famous one yet he worked part time as a card dealer at a casino and waited tables to finance his “real” work.
There is nothing wrong with taking a part time job or a seasonal job if that is what you need to do to inspire you to do something you love. Even now, I am working myself one day a week at an Italian restaurant waiting tables. In fact, since I have multiple income sources, and my needs I whittled down to nearly nothing, I am free to write as much as I desire for my “work”. I have now truly shed my ego and want only to do things that inspire me, trigger my inner creativity.
The reason I criticize typical traditional “jobs” so much is that the sense of adventure I crave, the “newness” of different possibilities, laughter and a happy heart are quelled by a traditional 9 to 5 job. I cannot stress enough that if you are going through your day, watching the clock, and hoping the arms of the clock move faster…you are not in the right place. If you cannot tell a harmless joke without fear of Human Resources coming after you, you are again, walking down the wrong path. All those frustrations you build up, you carry back home with you. They disturb your sleep too, and your dreams.
You carry a grimace on your face all the time, and day after day, week after week,
year after year. Suddenly you will look up, and realize you wasted your entire life with a song still inside you that you never sang.