What is it about a sunny day that makes me feel like I can go anywhere, do anything, be anyone? As I drive down the road I watch in envy as the tourists, and weekenders stroll by past the shops; enjoying the day, and soaking in the sun.
Do I need to wait til I’m retired in order to have weekends and sunny days off? The last thing I want to do is be stuck in a building all day serving those who have become more successful at life than me, and then come home to my family at night after everyone is in bed. Coupled with a low salary and an ever sloping self esteem. I’d say I will soon be on my way to the nut house. I’m sure many of you have had these thoughts at one time or another.
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