The prisons we construct around ourselves (from '12)

It was 24 years ago this weekend I quit my last job and began shacking up with Val. I last wrote about it in '12. Still feel the same so it's today's re-run.



I thought about commemorating the 20-year anniversary of my doing mostly nothing by doing more nothing, but that seemed too obviously redundant.



This weekend marked 20 years since I quit the last salaried job I ever had.