What I've Found In Working Less Is

When People Say " I Just Don't Have Enough Time " They Mean " I Prioritized Something Else.

Deleting 200 Spams A Day Is A Drag. And I Was Checking My Email Constantly, Rather Than Getting On With My Real Work, Which Is Reading And Writing. Email Was Becoming A Distraction, A Burden Rather Than A Liberation.

Surely, Anyway, A Working Day Of Eight Or Nine Hours Which Is Not Split By A Nap Is Simply Too Much For A Human Being To Take, Day In, Day Out, And Particularly So In Hot Weather.

Paradoxically, To Be Truly Idle, You Also Have To Be Efficient.

These Days We Seem More Bound To Our Bosses Than Ever Before. We Even Identify Our Own Selves With The Jobs We Do: "what Do You Do?" Is The First Question We Ask Each Other At Parties, As If A Job Title Could Express A Fundamental Truth About Our Personality.