Wednesday, June 25, 2014

I Wish You Would Stay, 'cation.

Vacation's almost over. The air outside is warm and wet, the thickness of it barely mitigated by the occasional light breeze.

I walk down Fifth Avenue in the sunshine to the doctor's office yet again, where I've spent far too many days of this time off. To reward myself, I'll get a donut afterwards, and think about all the writing I got done, the World Cup games I watched, the days I got to sleep in and the nights I got to stay up talking to my wife.

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