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I AM TALKING TO LUNCH LADIES about why their food is less terrible than kids think. I am making up imaginary people to be in fake plays and work at fake companies. I am cruising neighborhoods looking for unprotected wifi networks. I am building (conceptual) platforms for (real) architects. I am repeating the word “debit” until it loses all meaning. I am writing about the peculiar demands of television puppetry. I am making recipes involving Jello sound youthful. I am politely shaking down accounts payable departments and transferring the proceeds to the IRS. I am finding time to tidy up, browse records, ride bike, meet long-lost cousins, even draw and paint. I am trying to allay concern (Sarah’s, my own) about those things I am not currently doing, from fixing our toilet to figuring out our five-year plan. For the moment, it’s working.
I’m with you, brother. We should never give in to the threat of being defined (confined?) by the things that we are not doing.