it is a gift.this skinny, slowly-getting-visibly older bodyand the opportunity i have been given to use it is a gift.it is a signpost to an opportunity to do work.in a world that perceives work as onerous and a means to an end - an end that is very much other than the work itself -how did i end up seeing work as a gift, and why?well, work is not just what i do for a living. although i believe that