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The first day back to work after a very long and relaxing vacation is always the hardest. You don't want to get up after the alarm goes off.  (You just don't). But you do anyway because well....because you have to. The drive to work is a mind numbing blur. Yeah, I know.   (It sucks). Then as you walk towards the entrance to your  work place it begins.   Here it comes.   (Get ready). Welcome back to....WORK!!! (NOOOOOOO!!!!)

Miles away from work and home. Big ocean waves. Hot sun. Lots of rum and coke. A perfect summer vacation with great food and fun times. Not wanting this to end. This feeling. This place. This nice little get away from it all.

After years and years of constantly working  Summer-time feels less and less like it should. Then on a few rare occasions work and all  the  other bullshit seems to disappear . A smile appears on a tired face. The long, lost, and forgotten Summer  has finally returned.

The Summer days seem to  be  wasted  on days like these. The days when you have to  work  and work and work. It doesn't even feel like  Summer at all. Damn you work, you kill all  hope  of  a nice  beautiful  Summer day just like today. What a waste.