...all the way down to your bones...
...when you look back on the years you went to school, and wonder how anyone ever got you to go...
...because the idea of doing something involuntarily sounds completely alien now.
And you realize a lot of the stuff you do in your spare time...
writing...
drawing....
reading...
planning...
cleaning...
cooking...
exercising...
would be called "work" in school or in a conventional life...
...but none of it ever feels like work when you do it.
Ever.
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