J1 asks me which i prefer, to have a job that pays to own my schedule so that i uproot at another's whim, or to move where i want and hopefully to find a job where i end up.
i tell him that a young bride never thinks she is marrying a nomad. she thinks to put down roots and build a home. but i confess, for all the impermanence, it's been a good ride.
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