when things are seemingly messed up, i somehow still distance myself knowing i'm not completely accountable. maybe i don't want to be accountable. what is this limbo i relish in? not wanting to be a stay-at-home mom and not wanting all the responsibility in the workplace. i enjoy the escapism of a cubicle, a corporate day life, something to give me identity and pay the bills. to give me my kicks of dressing up, buying clothes, having a commuting routine.