For some reason, I've spent another Labor Day painting. I think my subconscious takes Labor Day a little too literal, and I convince myself that I need to conquer some big project. Maybe if it was called No-labor Day, I wouldn't labor.
Nah, probably wouldn't make much difference. I get lots of good thinking done while I'm doing manual labor. Makes you sleep good too. And of course, you get the satisfying pride of accomplishment.
Well, another Labor Day all labored out. Labor Day pains tomorrow.
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