As we drove down the sun-lit, fall road with a child calf deep in fallen golden leaves, the thought of returning to work in three days was already beginning to nag at me. I let the thought go, instead smiling at the day dream of choosing to stay three days as opposed to only having three days to stay.
Work has been an effort since day one and and as of late the effort has been more strenuous. I would much rather contemplate the logic behind flying all of the confederate flags spotted in Hagerstown, MD versus the energy of dealing with my narcissistic boss.
And so, on this Monday morning, I take a deep breath, and channel the energy of the boy standing in Fall and rise up to my day.