If you could have any job in the world, what would it be? Writing?

I think jobs are constructs of capitalism, so I’d rather jobs not exist, if we’re talking utopia.

As for what kind of labor I enjoy, yeah, writing is up there, but I think that if I had to write all the time, no matter what I was writing, I would go a bit more insane than I already am. I have to be doing something with my hands too, actually making something. I very much enjoyed baking while I did it, and if I didn’t have to worry about the sorry living, I wouldn’t mind doing that again, perhaps. 

I don’t know, jobs are a lot like kinks–you can convince yourself you like something if you try it enough times, even if you know you shouldn’t.