i wish i could write a letter to all the employers of my 20s.

how lucky you were, to get me, before i became conscious. 

how lucky you were to receive that level of labor and energy and focus and drive, before i understood that i would have to prevent you from abusing me. 

i have had ten million jobs and almost all of them have been bad. overall bad. bad for my body, bad for my mind, bad for my resume, bad for my self esteem, bad for my energy, bad for my trajectory. bad.