Every summer growing up I felt this way. There is no adult equivalent. One week just bleeds into the next… 😂
I’m no great thinker. But I do my fair share of staring off in the distance and pondering. Maybe the resulting smoke would form a fetching head cover something like this.
Words are fun.
Recess requirements. “Odious” is a fun word.
They start younger and younger these days… Heard this phrase in a TV episode and thought it would be humorous in the mouth of a kindergartener.
My present vocation is very meaningful, but my favorite job was working as a Page at the large, main public library for two summers during college. I love being surrounded by books. Libraries are still special places for me.