I was recently thinking back to the time that my husband was going to be on a TV show on Fuse. A close relationship led him to the opportunity to both produce music for the show and to serve as the DJ/host on-air. He had only recently picked up DJing and had absolutely no experience on a major television show at all. I mean speaking to producers through in-ears, learning scripts, having production meetings. He was spending the week in NY so he could tape and coming home on just weekends. It all happened so fast, but when I think back to that time, I think of how much he stepped up to the plate.
I’m not sure that it is anyone’s goal to end up in a job where there is no room for growth or they work 70 hours a week without seeing their family. But many of us end up there right? It’s crazy to think about it. But we go to school, we get the degrees, we get the debt and then we get the job. At first we are super thrilled about it and can’t image that we can actually get paid to do X,Y,Z. But when the novelty wears off, we look up and think, “Why am I here?”
You won’t often find me quoting Meek Mill. This may actually be the first and last time. But I was thinking lately that there are indeed “levels to this ish” when it comes to dreams and aspirations and all that good stuff. Now, he may have been talking about chains and cars and whatever else rappers talk about these days, but I am talking about how at each new level you achieve there will ALWAYS be another waiting for you.