Birds on the wire.
I have this big problem in my life: It is no longer possible for me to justify being an artiste. I simply couldn't sit down again and devote all my time to making something I feel is basically meaningless.
On the other hand: I can't stand going to work much longer where I have to do what other people tell me to do.
What is this? am I at a crucial crossroad in my life facing one of the most existential questions known to man?
Freedom vs. security
- or am I just in bad need of a hobby...