You ever get into one of those stages in life, where you feel as if you’ve "never
been this busy, and never been this bored?" I sometimes feel this way when
I have heaps of freelance work to catch up on (like, now – gotta pay the bills,
right?). I really enjoy teaching, but I do too much of it to appreciate it the
way I’d like to. I love writing and making art, but on the rare occasions that
I actually have time for these activities, I often feel forced to produce, and
therefore struggle. Freelance, I do because I have to – but it wouldn’t be so
bad if there were less of it, and it paid more (such is capitalism, eh?).
It sounds trite, but I am undoubtedly happy in the all-around. I just wish the
micro-organization of [insert choice word here] allowed for less and more, a cancellation
of the paradox that is "busy and bored."
to be and not to be
I need a vacation.
