Freedom and apostrophes

Here we are, the very first day of our well earned time off. Two weeks of utter nothingness, no getting up for work, a body's cry for more sleep defeated by clever Japanese/Finnish technology; no zombie trips to work, no long endless days at work, no overtime, just nothing.

So here I sit, past midnight, accompanied by yet another piece of Japanese technology dishing out tunes to my liking. There is nothing to do, no obligation, just acclimatizing.

In a world of MP3, I choose MD. Instead of rambling on in wordings I hardly understand myself, I will express only this statement.

I have no energy yet to go beyond. It will come. And then I'll have to go to work.

How draining, now necessary, how very bound limited.

Yet another limit of existence explored for life.