'What's the problem'
'When the baby sleeps, I work.'
'Ah. That conundrum. It's one or the other, is it? Baby or work.'
'You need to rest.'
'You're right. God, you're so right. I could and I should.'
'Absolutely. Next time you have a free hour or so, just spend it doing something that you love, something that makes you whole, something to replenish the well.'
'Like - go for a walk?'
'Walk. Swim. Read. Have a bath. We need moments of joy in our lives.'
'Yes. You're right. So right. Such a wonderful idea. Thank you.'
'Excuse me, what is - what are you doing?'
'I'm just taking a note. You know, the idea of needing joy, how women do all this invisible work, how tired everyone is, how we're so much less tired than sweatshop workers, how we live in a culture of complaint, I had this idea for an essay, or a story, maybe a novel, maybe some poems, oh, even, I'd love to do a film. Wouldn't that be interesting? Don't you think? Hello? Hello?'