I want to refuse, as much as I can, a lifestyle that compels me to feel stress about doing the things I love.

I wake up, I lie in bed and watch the light come in through the window. I can see my books and things around me. They are pleasing to see. In a while, I go and eat something I like. I do a few chores. I pack my bag and bike or walk to the university, where I am surrounded by buildings, landscaping, and a park that are made to be calm and beautiful. I work in a room with my peers, who also love thinking and learning, who are kind and intelligent. I read books and articles. I spend time wondering about things. I write. I eat my lunch.

Later I go home, or I go to the cinema. One day a week I go and make prints in a printshop in another city. I have adventures. I cook with a group of economists. I have tea with friends. All this is lucky. Important to remember that when things seem overwhelming. I'm doing what I chose. I'm doing what I love. It'll happen. I'm good at that.