If you don't fight for your hobbies, nobody will
I haven't had much time to truly live lately. Between work and housework, there's not much time left for anything besides spending time with my girlfriend and playing with my cats. It's not a complaint, but I often say I need 36-hour days.
Like any other human being, I find joy in certain activities: photography, games, drawing, music. Somehow we always try to fit our hobbies into our lives, even if it means watching a movie during my lunch break.
Next Sunday, a mini pool table arrives at my house, and I'm obsessed with it. My Magic: The Gathering deck, is already set up.
So what exactly is stopping me from doing what I want?
Perhaps the answer is uncomfortable: nothing.
Maybe the only thing between us and what we enjoy is the constant feeling that hobbies are a luxury, something we should only do after all the world's responsibilities are resolved.
But the truth is, that moment never comes.
There will always be something to do. Some bill to pay. Some problem to solve.
If you wait for life to be organized enough to have fun, you might end up waiting forever. Maybe fighting for our hobbies is precisely about that, protecting our small fractions of free time before the world takes them from us.
Even if protecting those fractions is a game of pool on a tiny table in the living room.