I have met many that are willing to give away money and things, but few who are willing to give away time or comfort. It seems to be too uncomfortable a prospect, unless there’s a guaranteed wage or return attached to each hour. IMHO, as someone who wants to create, time and comfort are the very things I must be willing to sacrifice. I don’t believe that an artist rises on tidal waves of inspiration that magically instill a work ethic, but ascends to greatness in those quiet moments when nobody’s watching—those moments when I could binge watch, sleep in, or indulge in any number of innocent, deadly procrastinations (which are usually covered up with always-fashionable, rueful laughter).
I believe that when I use those quiet moments to produce instead of consume, that the universe takes notice, and the energy I put out will be reciprocated (in one way or another). I consider this willingness to give up time and comfort—despite the lack of an immediate return—to be one of the highest forms of faith.