Agriculture introduced a new kind of anxiety into human life: “You have to work in order to survive.” The gifts of the land became objects of exchange. What once was commons became an object of commerce.
Sometimes, I wish food was ready for the taking, regardless of prior labour.
Sometimes, I wonder if specialisation in non-farming skills made me depended on a system I largely disagree with.
Sometimes, I try to eat what grew wild.
Sometimes, that makes me very hungry.
Sometimes, instead of making a living, I prefer to just live.