Doing nothing can feel so good...
August 10th 2008 I woke up Sunday morning at 6:30am (a whopping 4 hours of sleep this time) and debated rolling out of bed or going back to sleep. Sunday was supposed to be a big white water rafting trip in a town about 3 hours away by bus. I had been debating it for the last few days. With 1 wk down without any breaks, and 2 weeks coming up with no breaks in sight, I was dying to just do nothing for a while.
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