I had this entire long weekend off and it was delightful. Finally got to see Midnight in Paris, which was a small gem of a movie with a great life lesson. Went to Perry St. for lunch, visited Warby Parker's SoHo showroom, and watched so much football.
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Sometimes the best part of having a job is having a break from that job. I'm not sure if that means I need to look for something else or if it's just a brutal truth of adulthood. Now that Staniel Cay is marked on the calendar for June I'm looking to drop something onto the pages for April and/or May. Does the desire to get away ever go away?