One season draws to a close, the next begins. To most individuals my age it's the end of a vacation(-ish) period and a return to work, ie, school. But after working almost six days a week for the past twelve weeks, going back to school will be the break, with classes only thrice a week. Ah, personal time, how I have forgotten thy sweet taste.

Though at least I get the current week to laze in the embrace of my wonderful man. Life you are difficult, but slogging through has its returns.