Never have I needed a vacation quite as badly as the one I’m about to take nor been as preemptively bummed at how fast it’ll be over and I’ll again be buried in an landslide of work with scant time for socializing, sleep, or even basic hygiene, though when your 89-year-old grandfather tells you this is exactly how you should be living and that you should be thankful, I’m inclined to listen, and in the end there’s the money, which, even if I lose sight of other goals I have, will hopefully ensure I’m just tired instead of tired, sick and destitute like the disabled guys panhandling on interstate overpasses who are as good a source of motivation as any for grinding out one last frenzied July Friday

SEE YA NEXT WEEK.

> Kurt Vile – I Wanted Everything

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