the mind of a child

I'm a nine-to-fiver, give or take. Some days are a little longer, some shorter. I'll put in some lab time on the odd Sunday, but I think I come out ahead, in the end.

I know plenty of people who don't generally get consecutive days off, and a few who work more or less anytime they aren't asleep (*coughatalantacough*).

For 72 hours, I have been away from work. I've been back for two hours and forty minutes, I like my job, and I'm already daydreaming. What the hell, people. Hi, I'm a six-year-old.