Dismantle My Bed

The age old question.

I spend some of my time writing my heart’s desire. I spend most of my time writing for, what I hope will one day be, profit. Sometimes I feel like it’s a question of being a starving artist or a wealthy sellout. I naturally lean more toward one than toward the other, but the older I get, the harder it becomes to stay passionate and mean when the earnings are lean. There are moments when it feels like a matter of time before I throw on a sandwich board and give into my future career as a corporate advertising monkey.