One of those days

I admit, I am not used to working 5 days a week. I am not. Good? Bad? I don’t really care, I just settle for the fact that I am not.

Looking at an old photo that I took of Fabian and the Mr when Fabian was only a couple of months old, I felt, all of a sudden, this urge to never work a single day in my life more. I realized (again) that life passes by too quickly and to not spend enough time with my loved ones will never be my fist choice. 


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