From the get-go, we’ve been raised to believe that our main goal in life is to earn money. When we’re young, we’re asked ‘what would you like to do when you grow up?’

Usually, we give it a long, hard think. Do you want to spend your days at an easel creating art? What about kicking back under a tree writing? Perhaps pass time by producing some music? When we respond, we’re often told by naysayers that our desired career path doesn’t have a lot of money in it. And if we don’t have money, we won’t be happy. So we switch to jobs that are more safe, jobs that will bring in a pay check each week and hope that we’ll have enough free time outside the 9 to 5 to actually enjoy our lives.

Fuck that.

If you say getting the money is the most important thing, you will spend your life completely wasting your time. You will be doing things you don’t like doing in order to go on living, that is, to go on doing things you don’t like doing. Which is stupid. 

Better to have a short life, that is full of what you like doing, than a long life spent in a miserable way.

Ask yourself- what makes you tick? Now, act on it. Take the leap and don’t turn back.

Spend your time creating art. Get out there, take your time and revel in the beauty of what you create. Take inspiration from nature and experience the pain of self-doubt in your work- that’s the beauty of it.

Allow yourself time to travel. Travelling doesn’t have to always involve an expensive plane ticket to Europe- there are plenty of adventures to be had in our own backyard. Get acquainted with the world.

Suss out music festivals and even trek it to a few. Grab your closest mates, get in a car and begin a road trip to a random little gig. It’s essential that you buy way too many snacks and listen to the ultimate throwback playlist.

Get good at something. Terrible cook? Keep going. Bad painter? Keep trying. Can’t play an instrument for the life of ya? Well, keep at it. There will be a day when you’re going to look back and wish that you had stuck through it.

Just recently, I quit my part-time job and dropped out of my summer course at uni. This didn’t impress my mum. My mum just wants me to be happy and financially comfortable. But, making that decision was the easiest I’ve done in a long time. Both my job and uni made me miserable.

I had no source of income and I was dirt poor. Although, I was content. I began to do what I wanted to do and that was to write. Here I am doing what I love. Plug your ears and start listening to yourself. Answer honestly, what would you do if money was no object?