I have just over 15 minutes to kill before the end of my work day. We were stressed at first, but we got all caught up, and now I've got nothing to do. The rubber band wars are wearing on me.
I've noticed that I get seasonally depressed during the summer. It has happened for 3 years in a row now. I wonder why that is? Maybe I'm allergic to heat.
I just got back from a short trip to Torrey, UT, and now I want to move down there and live the life of a hippie. (When I edit this post from home later, I'll attach a picture.)
What would you do if you could?