The last day of the long weekend...
Fresh-baked wild blueberry muffins. (Who knew I could bake?)
Breakfast At Tiffany's.
The house to myself, and nary a deadline in sight.
It's a good life if you've got it.
You love it. You loathe it.
Either way, you can't help yourself. You are one of us.
(You are also a masochist. But that's OK.)
Struggling (and more often fighting) writer by trade, and office monkey when I need to pay my bills. It's an enviable life.
I know, you're probably a little jealous now.
It's perfectly understandable.
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