Ever since i made the bold, not so rationale choice, to quit my job... my life has been amazingly relaxing. I lay in bed all day and read books and watch weeds and hang out with friends and go to paneras with my mom. For the first time, in such a long time, i feel very well rested. It's such a good feeling to lay back in bed and know that you don't have any pressing obligations. It's weeks like these that make me dread the idea of entering the work world where i'll be surrounded by never ending responsibilities. I guess I'll just take advantage of it now.