My favorite part of the job is the fact that I can come home and feel like I've earned the right to sit on my ass.
I've felt like this a lot recently. It's a bizarre feeling, and one that's not altogether uncomfortable. I feel like I've been running so long, so hard, and so fast, that to sit around is a guilty pleasure. There must be something I'm shirking or procrastinating, right?
...And realizing that that's a faulty assumption is the best part of my day. ^_^
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I've felt like this a lot recently. It's a bizarre feeling, and one that's not altogether uncomfortable. I feel like I've been running so long, so hard, and so fast, that to sit around is a guilty pleasure. There must be something I'm shirking or procrastinating, right?
...And realizing that that's a faulty assumption is the best part of my day. ^_^
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