I'm on leave today. By the time I woke up, the house was empty. My breakfast's on the table. A short note was scribbled on the torn edge of yesterday's paper. I have the house to myself till 5pm. I can dance in the guest room, walk around naked, follow ants back to their nest, drink and stack up beer cans to my heart's content. I can do anything I want, almost. Freedom within the confined space of my house.
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"i should be laying my traps now. just in case."-cj |
But I guess I shall just lie in bed and watch the Mentalist. But having the house to yourself is..
AWESOME!
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