Sunday, June 19, 2005
I'd nearly forgotten what it was like to have a two-day weekend and not have to work. I've been lazying about the apartment, working on poems, reading a bit. Last week was the first, but I was running around so much. Usually I was used to working on Saturdays, sleeping half of Sunday away and then rushing to get things like cleaning the apartment and laundry finished, with maybe a bit of writing squeezed in, but mostly work for classes. But for the time being, I'm gloriously, utterly free.
