Lucy, I really liked your point that the deferred life plan is a design flaw rather than a personal one. I don't think enough people question the design itself.
Yes, this is an insightful piece, Lucy. Much like the industrial/factory model of education, the way work culture is designed is less-than human. I've watched my daughter, in her 20s, organize her work life to suit her passion for travel. And I've seen more job offerings publicized that are seasonal, full-time seasonal, than ever before. Thanks for sharing this.
The most unsettling part is how normal this arrangement has become. We spend most of the year postponing life, then ask a handful of days to repair what the rest of the year has slowly depleted. But rest cannot always restore what a way of living keeps taking away. Perhaps the real question is not how well we use our time off, but why we have built lives from which we need to escape in order to feel alive again.
Currently planning my Christmas vacation and counting the days to actually enjoy life.
Thanks for your article!
Lucy, I really liked your point that the deferred life plan is a design flaw rather than a personal one. I don't think enough people question the design itself.
too many people lives on autopilot instead of asking themselves for they really want, not what others want for them
Yes, this is an insightful piece, Lucy. Much like the industrial/factory model of education, the way work culture is designed is less-than human. I've watched my daughter, in her 20s, organize her work life to suit her passion for travel. And I've seen more job offerings publicized that are seasonal, full-time seasonal, than ever before. Thanks for sharing this.
The most unsettling part is how normal this arrangement has become. We spend most of the year postponing life, then ask a handful of days to repair what the rest of the year has slowly depleted. But rest cannot always restore what a way of living keeps taking away. Perhaps the real question is not how well we use our time off, but why we have built lives from which we need to escape in order to feel alive again.
We have built lives we need to escape from just to feel alive again.
We build rooms made of glass so we can watch each other succeed.
With a forced smile on our tired faces, we call this normal.