auld patrick

Four day workweek this week. Most people seem to think I’m taking the day off Friday for St. Patrick’s Day, but my days of going out and getting hammed up are long gone. A beer or two on a nice afternoon is about all I care to do now.

It’s less about volume and more about quality enjoyment. Like relaxing in the sun, sipping a cold IPA, rather than pounding shitty Blue at a crowded, smoky bar. I don’t necessarily regret those times, but it’s not me anymore.

Now, it’s my wife’s birthday, not some magical saint of snakes and booze. And that’s just fine.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 5184 words, hip little story: Forest Edge

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