Saturday morning, I have coffee with a friend, we are at the exhibition of Hannah Ryggen, we agree that we talk too much about work. She tells me “I burn for my project, how can I avoid to burn out?”. I do not know. May be we should burn less for our ideas, and work more professionally. Hannah Ryggen was activist feminist and anti-fascist. Can we be feminist without burning for it? In the afternoon I relax and looked at the series Noi, on Rai. Not only the mother, that I assume born in 57 (25 years old in 1982 when Italy won the world championship) but also the daughter in law, 34 years old now, stays at home after the children are born. I try to relax but then I write a list of all the projects, the tasks, the phd students, the master students. I see I should focus, I see how many mistakes, how many “yes” I should not have said to other people and to my ideas. This morning I talk to my uncle, he used to have a demanding job, he became pensionist when he was 57 as I am now. On the one hand I do want to work forever, for what I burn, on the other hand, when I do not know how to do something, when I do not know how to supervise that particular student, I feel I want to give up. “The division of labor”, says the sentence in the picture. “What is labor and what is life?” I say. Happy weekend.