the holidays

The day wears on slowly, with little but doldrum, as the clock snailed along, so did I.

They released us early, in the hope that they would be rid of us as soon as possible.

After all, it was the holidays. Yeah... THE holidays. Like that was much good.

Anyway, so on to the holidays. What would I do? Nothing much I guess.

Just counting the days as they go by, and then, at the last moment, dread the end.

Wow. Don't you just ADORE the holidays. I sure do.