It's my day off again, so says the snooze button, tapped once, twice, till noon. And it will roll by, again. I will eat Indian buffet, I will lounge in various positions, I might even exercise, and I am sure by evening I will feel that twinge of "oh fuck". But that's just the way it goes, this life. That's just the life I squander.
So I quit my job. I am going to move, and if I feel guilty enough, I'll come back for Thanksgiving. But I am going to move, it's decided, I am going to live.
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