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[textualscreams]

I guess a part of me is happy that I've had the last few days off of work, but another part of me feels unsettled.  I let my friends convince me to come out drinking, really early, and work tried to contact me about a grant I was writing.  Since then, I've had this sense of guilt, like I shouldn't enjoy my weekend.  I also feel a sense of guilt that so many people are evacuated in refugee scenarios and I get to sleep in my comfy dry bed in my unharmed apartment.

There may be another peice to it...this sinking feeling.  I just need to enjoy this, damn it.  I don't have any days off between now and November, I deserve to enjoy my weekend.