nyj71: ah, the freelance life


It finally hits me today, how good I have it. This is work: sitting in a snug, darling coffee shop (my favorite of the neighborhood offerings), free of supervisor, laptop or modem cords, able to puzzle over ACT problems as I please (part of planning to write a lesson). Ella on the stereo, the last of the shop's croissants somewhere in my belly.

It's so easy to focus on the minor challenges of planning my day, breaking down this project into manageable chunks I could forget how much I have. No dress code! No mandatory start time! No fixed desk! But that's why Eve ate the fruit after all: she focused not what on she had but what she lacked. Paradise may largely depend on perspective.

No work is free of challenges, but I would do well to remember how much I would have once given for freedom like this.

posted @ 01:38 AM on Mon - October 31, 2005 remark! Email |  as quoted:
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