This past Friday I had to work. Not many other people at my company did so I was relatively alone. It felt like a Saturday and the fact that my wife stayed home from work added to that feeling of, "what the hell am doing here?
I have to drive a golf cart between buildings and given that it had just rained, the roads were all wet and there were some pretty big puddles. The kid in me got out that day. What is it about splashing puddles that is so gratifying? File this under "Simple things in life I enjoy" for later reference.
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