Saturday, July 7, 2012
Since mid-May I was working two jobs and wearing myself thin and weary. I had hopes of a lucrative summer break, something different, working during a season where there is money to be made off of tourists and sun-kissed customers. I had visions of fat pockets in September and traveling in the Fall. The new job didn't agree with me, nor I with it and that nagging feeling didn't stop until I left one night and made the decision to never return. During the past few weeks since I have enjoyed working minimally, spending any free moments with family and friends and have stretched out smiling, toes digging happily in the sand for exactly six full days on the beaches of New Jersey. Life has been good to me so far this summer.
Until I return...