cutting wood, knowing that it will be used to heat your house and the sapling you planted a few months ago will be wood in a few years... that sounds a lot less fucking depressing than toiling for an employer with "promotion" and "raise" being dangled in front of you right up until it's time to make good on those promises, and the excuses begin to fly. i want to pay a doctor a decent price for fixing an ailment, i am fucking sick of paying into insurance/benefits, paying for some medical expense, and having my claim denied by a fucking smartphone app the idea that hard work and survival is worse than being a fucking slave is one that bothers the hell out of me. i can't even camp properly because the province has decided a single dry leaf in a 100km radius is reason to enact a fire ban all fucking year
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