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Watching time, the only true currency // A journal from John B. Roberts

Blurring the lines

I’ve been up for over two hours already, and at least one hour of that was spent on a work project. Then I had breakfast with my son. Now I’m headed off to the office. The point? Where do I draw the line between work and home? It’s a wavy, thin line, to be sure. I’m not connected to all my work resources at home because MacOS X is more of a challenge for the work VPN… and that, ironically, sometimes makes me more productive. I have to focus and am less prone to the distraction of the newest problem (of whatever importance). I certainly send myself a lot of email between home and work. What does that mean? Other than the fact that my memory has become digitally dependent?

April 2003
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