When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough

Working Is Bad Enough In The Winter, But In The Summer It Can Become Completely Intolerable. Stuck In Airless Offices, Every Fibre Of Our Being Seems To Cry Out For Freedom. We're Reminded Of Being Stuck In Double Maths While The Birds Sing Outside.

Education Itself Is A Putting Off, A Postponement; We Are Told To Work Hard To Get Good Results. Why? So We Can Get A Good Job. What Is A Good Job? One That Pays Well. Oh. And That's It? All This Suffering, Merely So That We Can Earn A Lot Of Money, Which, Even If We Manage It, Will Not Solve Our Problems Anyway? It's A Tragically Limited Idea Of What Life Is All About.

Deleting 200 Spams A Day Is A Drag. And I Was Checking My Email Constantly, Rather Than Getting On With My Real Work, Which Is Reading And Writing. Email Was Becoming A Distraction, A Burden Rather Than A Liberation.

We Bore Ourselves In Order To Earn Money That We'll Later Spend On Trying To De-bore Ourselves

I've Never Understood Activity Holidays Since We Seem To Have Far Too Much Activity In Our Daily Lives As It Is. Find A Culture Where Loafing Is The Order Of The Day And Where They Don't Understand Our Need To Be Constantly Doing Things. Find Somewhere You Can Have A Hammock Holiday.