Tue, 2005-05-24 18:06.
summer is an entirely separate dimension. my organized, metered, cluttered existence fades into dim memory and my life is consumed with blissful carefree summer days. anarchy.
some time ago my free time was artificially limited to one glorious day per week. far too many of those days were squandered, spent unwisely... i learned by sad experience that that freedom requires a careful structure and plan to be successful. freedom, if left unattended, quickly dissolves into boredom. the seed of discontent.
who in their right mind would be discontent with freedom?
