someone I know, not terribly much older than I am, is closing her business. she feels she has enough money to live on, and may possibly (I don't know, I'm guessing) pick up work here and there as she may need to.
I thought about not having work. not waking up, not going, not having that shape to my day. it seemed difficult to imagine.
for the time being, having that shape (even if it's the wrong color, cut, size and fabric) is something. can it, does it mitigate against all the other things that it isn't?
for the time being.
for now.
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a meditation on the nature of work
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