As I sit here on the train on my way back to Boston the list of things I have to do come washing over me.

I have clothes to wash.
I have to be back to work on Tuesday at 6:30 a.m.
I HAVE to do my taxes this week.
I have piles of of mail and emails to shift through.
I have to start focusing on my resume.
I have to make a foot doctor appointment.
I have improv class.
So on and so forth.

I needed this weekend but, for a little while at least, playtime is over.

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