graymachine, on 09 February 2010 - 12:56 PM, said:
Much of this stems the "2009, The Year of the Suck" as I call it. But, simply knowing how far and how long things can swing into sucksville has really made me re-evaluate when I am going with this.
My original thought process about this started with me thinking about the fact that I now live in LA. I live in LA to be where the work is. I work here so I can pay the tremendous cost of living in LA, so I can be where the work is. So I can work and pay for LA. WTF is this crap?
I could be grateful to be working. But, I think the moment we settle for less than we want is the exact moment our precious time here on earth becomes a complete waste of time. We can do what is easy, or we can strive for what we want. I want to earn a living wage, take care of my family, and spend time with my family. I don't think that is too much to ask for. It's cool that I make shiny pixels for a living. But, it's not SO COOL that I'm going to do it 20 hours a day for the next 40 years. At least, in the freelance studio environment.
My original thought process about this started with me thinking about the fact that I now live in LA. I live in LA to be where the work is. I work here so I can pay the tremendous cost of living in LA, so I can be where the work is. So I can work and pay for LA. WTF is this crap?
I could be grateful to be working. But, I think the moment we settle for less than we want is the exact moment our precious time here on earth becomes a complete waste of time. We can do what is easy, or we can strive for what we want. I want to earn a living wage, take care of my family, and spend time with my family. I don't think that is too much to ask for. It's cool that I make shiny pixels for a living. But, it's not SO COOL that I'm going to do it 20 hours a day for the next 40 years. At least, in the freelance studio environment.
Jesus, Harry. You took every word out of my mouth. I'm turning 38 in a week and I have seriously reflected on my life lately. They aren't going to play my commercials at my funeral. When I'm sitting on my porch in the wee hours - if I make it that long - I'll want to know I spent every last second with my son, wife, and friends that I could. Work can be addicting when you're in the fog of collecting checks, but is it really worth the life you scrape away and will never , ever get back? Sometimes I think about just simplifying everything and being a technical director. Just sitting in a back room programming fun, helpful tools to whatever sucker hired me to sit there. Then go home at 5 and enjoy my life.
For you youngin's: Shit turns around hella quick. In your 20's life is always down the road. You're preparing. You hit thirty and feel okay that you JUST turned 30. A few years and what seems like just a few projects later you hit 35 and realize you aren't the kid preparing for life but heading quickly towards looking back at what you wish you still had. Then closing in on 40, you start breaking things down to the simplest terms like WTF am I preparing for? I should be enjoying every second that is slipping away.
Like when you're a kid and it's 3:30pm on Friday, you're euphoric thinking about what you're going to do that weekend. Even Saturday evening, you're still excited about the night. But then Sunday morning was just a blink away. Even though you still have a whole day and night before school, you start slowing down and getting a bit more serious about what you want to do that day. Between saturday night and sunday morning is around 37 years old to me. When you blink and go from looking forward to looking around.

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