A continuous whole

It seems to me, and I could be wrong, but it seems to me that there is no distinction between personal life and professional life in Iceland. That although distinct, although called on at different times and for different purposes, they still flow in and out of one another, respond to and work in concert with, one another. One would not exist without the other, that is my impression. And it occurs to me, that is how it ought to be.

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