Incarcerated by work

And I'm one of the lucky ones.

Creatives today face assaults like never before. Not only is the publishing industry in a twirl, saturating the market with unemployed newspaper veterans, but there's software that does what we do, without the whining.

Knowing that the spigot might shut off at any time, I've booked myself into a corner to the point that weekends look like weekdays--with the addition of laundry.

But like I said, I'm one of the lucky ones.

Nonetheless, on Sunday, as the temperature climbed to 60, we escaped for a long walk downtown, marveling at the people, brunching, biking and luxuriating in the park.

As freelancers, we can get pretty smug when we get the flow exactly right. All those people trapped in cubes, while we're futzing in our garden on Friday afternoon.

Today, however, the grass is looking greener on the other side, where there's health insurance and paid vacations and vision care to subsidize glasses. No wonder they're sitting in cafes, lingering over their mimosas and eggs.They're not worried about being outsourced to Hal.

Or are they?

That's rub, isn't it? The grass isn't so green anywhere. Job insecurity, a sputtering economic recovery and changing technologies challenge all workers, employed or self-employed.

Truth be told, though, I'm able to wallow in a bit of self indulgence and there's nobody to tell me not to.



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