It's rare she gets a day off, really; it shouldn't be. For someone ostensibly self-employed, the decision of
vacation should be one chosen with full agency, employed as frequently as necessary.
In reality, it's nothing like the hype. There's no federally mandated vacation days, no weekends; there's no one else to pick up the pieces when things fall apart, so you're caught running from emergency to emergency, scraping together what remains of your house of cards before the next breeze comes.
And when your fires are literal fires, and when the consequences of your irresponsibilities are literal disasters - well, it's rare she gets a day off, really; it is.
and if you ask how i regret that parting:
it is like the flowers falling at spring's end
confused, whirled in a tangle.
what is the use of talking, and there is no end of talking,
there is no end of things in the heart.
ezra pound,
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