I deserve a break.
How do I know I deserve a break? Because no one pushes me as hard as I do. And this year, perhaps above all others, has been the most difficult in all my 44.
So please excuse my I-have-no-excuse-for-not-posting-anything-of-substance-today other than I deserve a break.
Should you need to reach me, I'll be poolside at this Palm Springs rental.
Probably with a drink in my hand, and leathery sunburn on my back.
See you next week.
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