There is a particular kind of antsy neediness I get more often than I would like. I'm sure it's not unique to work-from-home freelancers, but it's definitely exacerbated by the lifestyle: It strikes when I'm waiting for an email, sometimes one that may hold important news, sometimes just one with a reply that I would like now, please, thank you. I don't sit and refresh my inbox; I have alerts that take care of that work. Instead I cycle, more intently than usual, between social media, site to site to app and back again, looking for
Welcome to Rat Park
Welcome to Rat Park
Welcome to Rat Park
There is a particular kind of antsy neediness I get more often than I would like. I'm sure it's not unique to work-from-home freelancers, but it's definitely exacerbated by the lifestyle: It strikes when I'm waiting for an email, sometimes one that may hold important news, sometimes just one with a reply that I would like now, please, thank you. I don't sit and refresh my inbox; I have alerts that take care of that work. Instead I cycle, more intently than usual, between social media, site to site to app and back again, looking for