Priorities.

I often whine about not having any motivation to do certain things. More than once I’ve said “I want to make clothing but don’t have the motivation” or “I want to start a recording studio but don’t have the motivation” when the truth of it is, I am motivated enough to start these things. The reason why I don’t comes down to priorities, and recognising what’s most important to me.

My friend Natalie is someone I really admire. She’s an artist, and bloody undervalued if you ask me. She is a workaholic and gets little financial return for what she does. A lot of people have said to her more than once “Natalie, why don’t you get a real job and do your art on the side!” in fact, I think at the beginning of our friendship I even said that to her. Now I realise that it’s brave for her to give priority to what she wants, and not what society says she should do. Being an artist is hard at the best of times, but I’ve seen her constantly work because it’s something she loves doing. We should be encouraging people to follow their passions instead of following money – our society is fucked up on this capitalistic view that more money equals better life. I also think that people should be investing in talented individuals, because they need to live too.

Now I’m not really a socialist in the conventional sense of the word – I like things a LOT, and having new fancy gadgets or an awesome new dress is a great feeling for me. That being said, I give away what spare money I have to others who may need it more than I do, whether it be investing in a friend, buying someone a present, or giving to charity. I don’t need excess money in the bank. Money comes and goes; it’s not as if you can’t take it with you when you’re gone.

So I don’t start a recording studio, or design clothing, or whatever because I have other priorities that are more important to me. I’m moving to America next year to be with the man I love. That’s my top priority. And maybe I’ll do other things eventually, but I’m comfortable. I have a roof over my head, enough food to eat, and people who love me. That’s more than I can ask for, really.