What, you were expecting me to complain?

Worked 7:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m.

Yes, I left before 8 p.m. *moment of silence*

Came home to a hot dinner, and not a cold one. For a change.

Read a few chapters of “The Fault in Our Stars.” On my balcony. While there is LIGHT out.

Now, I might just go DO something interesting with my night.

This is as close to perfect as a day has ever been in a long, long time.

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