The work is the process; they are interchangeable.

I also limit the time I spend on administrative work.

But there is something about isolation that is different. It is about hiding, about not being witnessed.

Often, I get paid for jobs that feel easy and don’t feel like work, then I do a bunch of them and implode, burning out because I accidentally forgot I was working.

I am grateful for . . . The freedom to make my own schedule The people who have come into my life through running a shop The skills I have learned by teaching them to myself The skills I have learned from others, especially through barter or trade The internet—although I have problems with self-control (see chapter 5). I am grateful for all the web

I had turned this HOBBY that HEALS me into my WORK.

A lot of this navigating is about how to exist within capitalism in a feminine and a feminist way.

I follow a routine to enjoy it

radical way of existing and working.