Today was Monday, September 2nd, Labor Day. I say was
because it's after midnight, so technically it's Tuesday! But in my eyes it's still Monday night. A lot of the rules don't apply to me anyway,
so why should the parameters of a.m. and p.m., the basis for distinguishing one day to the next, be any different?
Since I don't work, I really didn't have any labor to commend. And yeah, I know it's a holiday but do I
really have anything worth celebrating? What, am I suppose to enjoy the fact
that a lot of people are off work by joining in on the typical holiday pastimes
of cookouts and family gatherings? No instead, I am choosing to partake in my own labor -- the labor of writing!
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