Power's out; laptop's dead. 3 writing tasks left to complete today, but for now I'm thinking about a street friend who makes 40-90mil (13-30CAD) a day begging, which is more than his kid's mum makes (30mil, 10CAD) working 4-11 at a food shack. & even that is a step up from a Venezuelan friend who used to get paid nothing working at a restaurant if not enough clients showed (exploited migrant workforce). We live such starkly different lives of precarity. What would it take to alleviate them all?
(As you can tell, my brain won't shut off just because the power did. 😅 Going for a walk!)