Growing up is the bane of my existence and I think that's why I enjoy the weekend so much - no work responsibility. I'm much happier and more myself when I'm NOT at my job. It's sad but also let's me go "Okay, I'm not on the clock, I don't have to be that person anymore." I have this weird rule for myself that I won't write when I'm in a bad mood, not because I don't have anything constructive to say, I just don't want to rely on this space as a venting, angry, teen-angsty diary type thing. And since I feel myself slipping into that place as the work week kicks off, I figured it would be better to focus on all the awesome from the shorter than normal weekend.