Days of the creature

The UK division of Amazon surprised me, and in a good way, about their shipping. I ordered quite a bit of science fiction (and other things) recently, and although they estimated they would get here on June the 6th, I already have some of them. That's nice :) I haven't had much time to read them yet, though, because I found a bunch of old text files that I have been reading instead.

(For instance, among those, there was a story wherein well, essentially most of the people in the universe changed form into something completely different. Not quite what I would have wanted to happen, but it did tell me that you can make stories about people who change their physical being. The Vasai-writing part of me did take note!)

Also, I may have work soon. It feels kinda mixed a fortune to me, though: while it will give me those tokens they call money, that make the economy go around, it will also deprive me of half my day (sleep doesn't count). But I suppose those are the breaks. Work and get paid, or don't work and don't. There's just this part of me wishing I could live carefully and have more time instead. That's probably the part that dreams of some technological wonder that would make all the token-exchanging superfluous :)

Since I live quite a bit in my mind, external goods aren't that important. Like with so many other things, here is something where I'm different from the rest of the world: my balance between time and work would probably be tilted much more heavily in the direction of time than most people's, were such a balance a variable that could be adjusted!