Been playing a lot of PUBG lately. Perhaps I would work more on Mars and writing if I was getting paid for it, had a nice office, and got to put on a fancy suit. But the shift from dreaming to making is just too great for me.
“It is not tedium that one feels. It is not grief. It is the desire to go to sleep clothed in a different personality, to forget, dulled by an increase in salary.”
― Fernando Pessoa,