Whoever coined that particular phrase for a holiday must have been on some serious drugs. I know in the US they call it a vacation, but being Canadian, it is a holiday. Whatever you want to call it, I am gearing up to get out of this place. Four more days and I will be out of here, and I am starting to let myself get excited about it. I have held off, given every stupid thing that is going on in my world these days.
One week. Seven days. I am trying to not be hopeful, not have expectations. I am working to simply be excited that I get to get away and spend time with a wonderful person who means so much to me.
Four sleeps.
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