Some people say that it is just good sense to gain experience and money and others say that if you compromise, you will fail. I can’t answer that. But I am only three weeks into a job I don’t hate and I can say that having a real job brings the fight against fear to a whole new battlefield. I think this is a good thing because now you can concern yourself with cool things like “how can I produce or conduct genuine, meaningful art” instead of primal things like “AHHHH I need money.” Even though it has been dizzying and provoked somewhat of an identity crisis, I would still say that my real job is a net positive and that my new mental obstacles are luxurious ones to have.

Real job or no? Thoughts from a real job.

I hope that’s what I’ll feel like in a little bit.