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I ought to work. I ought to blog. I ought to do a whole bunch of things. There are 60 articles I wanted to hoe into today, and a manuscript assessment that's due tomorrow first thing, and there are bills to pay and suddenly summer has hit and the weather is humid and I'm tired of it all. I shall watch the Dead Zone.

I have made this decision with great care and consideration. Maybe in a couple of hours I'll do some of the more urgent things on my list. Or maybe in a couple of hours I'll make a pot of tea. I should never have taken most of last Sunday off. One week is all it takes to come to expect such things as natural parts of life.