I’ve come to the point of realisation that life can be however you mould it to be so.
Sometimes you just got to put your head down and get on with the shit so that later you have time to be creative or do whatever the hell helps you get through the day and sleep well at night.
For instance I’m putting in a gruelling 2 hours of reading about Prime Ministers, 1 hour practicing shorthand and another hour reading about utilitarianism (which I have no interest in whatsoever) so that later I can practice guitar, sing, hang out and just be happy.
And with each turning page I know I’m getting closer.
I’m also getting a degree out of it so later I can have the kinda job I choose to have, not forced to. Well, hopefully.