Now That We Do Everything Else From Home, Why Don't We Try Living In It?
The idea first began to form in my mind one holy Friday night a few years back; I don’t observe the Sabbath, but Friday night, marking as it does the beginning of the forty-eight blessed hours of freedom before the next work week begins, is holier to me now than it was when I was observant. I was working for an advertising agency at the time, and the hellish week that had just ended had gone like every hellish week that came before it: tense meetings, heated discussions, pressing deadlines. Technology had made it possible for me to work from home, but lately it was beginning to feel as if work had gone from being a miserable but fixed portion of my day, to becoming a burden that never ceased. Phone calls all day, texts and emails all night. I wondered if this was all part of some larger plan, if granting us freedom from being at the office was really just part of a push to enslave us to work even more. Was this all there was to life? Working? Making money? I imagined a tombstone for my
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