There's something about being off work on Mondays that makes this working less thing extra decadent.
Monday is supposed to be the first work day of the week after all, so it feels like a stolen day, a bit of a guilty pleasure. I feel privileged.
Monday is supposed to be the first work day of the week after all, so it feels like a stolen day, a bit of a guilty pleasure. I feel privileged.
While others get going in their offices I stroll the beach, photograph things like foam and trees, read a book, write in my journal and make all sorts of plans for my blog.
A calming and yet full day. Lovely...
