Is this how you feel stuck inside? You can see the beautiful blue sky but the inside world is obstructing your view? And every time you look out the window the material world reminds you why you work – to pay the bills. To keep up with the Jones and the Guptas?
I don’t have a Utopian dream of never working, I like my work. I know myself well enough to know I would go crazy stuck at home – I did go crazy when the kids were little and work was my release.
Yesterday I wanted the choice to stay home. To know that our finances all able to handle me not working a few days a month.
