Most days it’s the latter. Now that I’m retired, I try to convince myself that I’ve somehow earned some lazy days, but even when that works, there’s still a part of me that feels like I should be more gainfully engaged in… something. Whether it’s irony or just guilt, most lazy days are not very satisfying, and the ones that are usually are only parts of a day, after a period of busyness and exertion– a deserved reward, I guess.
A Mixed Bag
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