choices

I want time off this week-end. And a few hours off tomorrow afternoon. The price tag? Today is a very very long work day.

Outside my office, the sun is as brilliant as ever, the leaves are at their highest magnificence, but it hardly matters. I don’t even bike to work. No time. No time.

Here’s the one shot that I took – on my way to the bus stop.





I work, with the idea that I have a brilliant weekend before me. How good is that!