I don’t get very many full weekends off. Whenever I do, it feels like a
special occasion. If I’m getting more than a day off at a time it’s
usually due to holidays. I need a break. I need time to sit on my ass
and be lazy, or just be domestic and do something in my house.
It feels as though I would benefit from taking a break from worrisome
things. I need to avoid the news for a while; to avoid twitter and other
sources of information about the world collapsing in on itself. Looking
at my timeline, you’d think the sky was falling. Anti-vaxers are going
to kill us all with long-dead diseases. Ebola is going to mutate and
make everyone hemorrhage to death from their anuses. Bobby Jindal is
going to run for president, win, and make the national religion
Christianity and force prayer in school.