And now I'm working. For someone else. Suddenly there are time frames to adhere to and reasons to fall asleep at an hour that other humans might consider decent. Overnight I have become the type of person who uses sentences with the words "juggle" and "schedule" and "let me see about that." Suddenly, the in between hours carry a lot more weight.
So tell me, what is it that you plan to do with your one wild and precious lunch hour?
6 comments:
Did you get a job?!
What's the new job?!
job?
as for your question; wander the neighborhood observing the strange people of the world...there's a lot of interesting folks around.
It's easier to make art when you have fewer hours. Who knows why.
soak up the last of the sun...for this Vermonter, 70's in October is uncanny...as you know.
GURL whats yo job?
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