Living Working Creating

Everyone gets the same amount of time in a day.24. How, then, do some manage to squeeze every minute out of those hours and make them work to their advantage? With only so many hours in one day, how am I supposed to live, work, AND create? Clearly, one thing is going to suffer. Or not. Maybe it's about finding the balance amongst the three.

Living for art, living for love, living for kitty tats... what is worth living for these days? Not to get all Sartre on you, but don't you ask yourself that sometimes? For me it varies from day to day. Love and art and kitties and work ... just the shuffle of daily life, I suppose.

Cuz when it comes down to it, it ain't all sweet.

And there are bound to be some cat assholes in the mix.

But cha got to keep at it and work like a robot. Work to make the dollaz. Work to live. Live to create. To work. To live. To create. To dollaz. To create.... (keeps on going)

Then sometimes you find something (and/or someone) that makes the sour stuff and the pussy assholes so much less toxic. Creativity becomes important and you remember how much fun it is to make.

and live ... and (maybe) work.