September 8, 2009
Back to work after a three and a half day weekend. Sucks rotten eggs. It is so hard to get up again and get ready for work. I love my job, but I love my freedom more. Maybe someday I can quit the rat race. Maybe someday I can sail across the ocean blue and do whatever I want to. To lay around in the sun all day drinking Pina Coladas is a fantasy that will never come true. I know it's not feasible but dreaming is the only thing that keeps me sane. I would probably kill myself otherwise.