

I frequently just stand outside and look at the sky and think, yep, we weren’t meant to work all day. We were meant to pick berries and mushrooms and take naps. I feel better about my station in life, knowing those oligarchs can never be satisfied, and all I have to do to feel right is take a walk outside.
Yeah, Ill sit in a deer stand all afternoon, or pick blueberries. Both are better than email.