The Forty Hour Work Week and its Assault on Creativity

If you started reading this expecting a well reasoned, thoughtful essay, you’re going to be very disappointed. I’m just really lazy, and just like to veg when I get off work. I get barely any writing done.

I have, however, gotten a little bit done, and I’m starting to push forwards with it more again as I get used to working full time again. It feels good.

Also, this whole living above poverty level thing? Fucking weird.

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