 One of the things that I hate the most about being an academic is carrying a backpack. I love backpacks. I have a four-year-old's obsession with backpacks. This is my new backpack I just got. I'm very excited about it. It's got room for lots of camera gear. It doesn't matter. I am a grown adult and I carry a backpack to school every day and it wears me out. I have carried a backpack to school every day since I was six years old. I dislike this for two reasons. One, it infantilizes me. It makes me feel like a six-year-old who carries his backpack to school every day. And two, it promotes a really unhealthy connection physically between my work and my home. It's not that I dislike bringing snacks or supplies or gear from my house to my work and vice versa. It's this delusion that I have every day that I'm gonna pack this thing up with the stuff that I didn't get done at work and I'm gonna bring it home with me I am terrible at working at home. I am old enough as an academic now to finally say I don't want to work on nights and weekends. And neither should you. I mean you can work at home, that's fine. Don't metaphorically take your work home with you.