Your Unemployed Daughter

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This week I feel not so much unemployed as underemployed. Yes, I’m going into an office a few days a week and doing some things that will make me some money, and it’s all very la la la/easy breezy beautiful, but it’s not a challenge so to speak. And while I, as always, have no complaints about having work, it’s a weird adjustment to go from super busy and productive to feeling kind of—well—bored.

Which is to say, skills that I believe to be fairly evident and even bursting at the human seams to be taken advantage of are falling ill from lack of use and perhaps even on the way to becoming vestigal organs that may eventually fall off completely.

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