I applied for a job today, sort of

I emailed them and said I would consider taking it if I was allowed to be in charge and have a grow room in the studio. And I'm only willing to work four days a week. Oh, and I want them to give my boyfriend insurance. I almost tacked on that I need a minimum of 18 days vacation, but I'll wait for an initial response before broaching my vacation needs.

I felt very sure of this at the time. Peculiarly sure for someone who has never held down a job before. Eh, maybe it's easier for the not employed to make demands. I don't need the job after all, I'm more curious about how it will go than anything.

I prefer the term "not employed" as opposed to unemployed. Unemployed would imply a lack of employment. Employment is certainly something I do not feel I am in lack of. Employment is like bed sheets. Most people think you simply cannot live without the flat sheet but they're really just irrelevant and constricting.

I felt less sure of my "application" about an hour later, so I did some naked yoga and meditation. I was so relaxed and content that I rubbed one out. I have to say I felt positively invigorated after that trifecta and no longer care whether I have a job or not. Fuck the flat sheet though.