I just got home and since it is a Friday afternoon it is now officially my weekend. I was only a moment ago, going over some notes I had written, and although I could write them up into a nice little post here, I don't know that I will do that. It was some pretty encouraging stuff and with a little tweaking it would be a good few words. But the encouraging stuff I wrote is more for me than you, and since I've read them it doesn't really need to go any further.
What I just read was probably more organized and made more sense than what I am putting down now but it's my Friday afternoon. It's my weekend. I'll save the energy and organization for the fiction writing I'll be doing. I finally got to the end of my week and it's like schools out. Except I get to stay in and write papers...like when I was in school. Wait a minute. Let me try that again.
I finally got to the end of my week and it's like schools out. I get to use my free time as I like and if that means I will be using it to write long, fictional essay, then that's okay. Sounds a little defensive.
I finally got to the end of my week and it's like schools out. I'm free to do as I like. I get to choose what and when. It's all up to me. That'll do for now.
It's officially my weekend.
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