topic came up from an article in yesterday's papers and due to a harried individual having to work the last few weekends: we often say we are unable to do something, like meet a friend for lunch, spend time on the phone catching up, take half a day off, spare some energy for an outing, because we have work commitments. we fulfil our responsibility to work first; we often believe it is on behalf of loved ones that we bring home the bacon; we hope for future gratification that we endure present hardship; in other words, we can't.
or is it that we won't? our value is already defined by who we are at work; our success as a person is less measured by how good a friend or spouse we are than by how much we've achieved professionally; our fulfillment is sublimated over more instances at work than socially. work is us.
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