Reading this just now, the phrase “imaginary perimeters”, energized me in the most unexpected way. At 9:48pm, after a day of hormones, and a fussy baby, and hard thesis feedback. I like the overlap too.
Yes, boundaries. I’ve been thinking about instincts, myself. They’re related. Am interviewing babysitters for the final thesis push. It’s a surprisingly terrifying process. The key is to listen to my instincts about people, I’m finding.