A bag full of candies.
Reliving the previous night's conversation about existentialism, objectivism, and entanglement physics.
Peek-a-boos and kissing of scraped knees.
Being fed tuna spread and crackers.
Thinking of what to wear to tonight's trick or treat festivities in our village.
Not having to check anything. Knowing that I'll be having an actual break.
Beer in the fridge.
Watching a stupid movie.
Have I mentioned the candy?
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Saturday! Long have I mistreated you. How rapturous to be in your loving arms again. Come, let us make out, frolic, and do all sorts of unspeakable things.
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